thís cant be life .jay Z instrumental
the cores of death demons dwell on earth
the more theres birth the closer hell sways to our turf
good ones die young tempted by guns drugs in the slum
good ones die young pure hearts the devil burns' em in the sun
i bleed for those who suffer shes' a whore unemployed single mother
who are you to judge her
fuck the law corrupt cops always circle the block
why pretend like Big wasnt the kíng of New York
killed the man cops fled but first on the scene
don know who did it NYPD or Now You P DIDDY
this cant be life theres gotta be more
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