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 How Many More lyrics
 Pour it out
 
 How many more gotta die
 How many more mothers gotta cry
 How many more locked away for life
 Just tryin' to get a piece of the pie
 
 The struggle continues, we hate each other
 And we don't know the reason why, petty shit
 Crabs in the back room, holdin' each other back
 Until the day we die, uh
 
 I been droppin' knowledge like this for a long long time
 They don't feel me
 When I strive to help the dumb deaf fly
 Long as I'm sittin' bullshit is just fine
 But when I speak on them, that's when they draw the line
 
 Conspiracy is a theory, let's promote the black-on-black
 Niggas don't know how to act
 Let em' send each other back
 
 Too many shorties dyin' everyday
 Too many niggas bein' locked away
 Realize what's really goin' on
 And how the black community got so torn
 How many more mothers gotta mourn
 He didn't make eightten and he's livin' in the lawn
 Somebody tell me what's that all about
 There's too many shorties checkin' out
 My nigga's locked up for a lifetime
 Didn't even get a chance to use his lifeline
 The game is setup for you to lose
 So watch the po-po cause like Tom they cruise
 Focus get cha' head straight, fix ya plate
 Learn from others and don't make the same mistake
 Know who you are, where ya at, and where ya goin'
 The worst thing about life is not knowin'
 Knowledge break it down it's know to ledge
 Cause if you don't know the ledge you droppin' off edge
 The hood drama is horrific
 Enough ghetto tears for years that could fill up Pacific
 I'm not standin' here tryin' to be no preacher
 But each one, teach one, hope I reach ya
 See I'm here to enter brain then I entertain
 Those who lost one in the struggle, I feel ya pain
 Cause everyday somebody else is gettin' blown
 But we don't moan until it hits close to home
 Hear me y'all cause the numbers seem to multiply
 And that's the reason that I ask myself
 
 How many more gotta die
 How many more mothers gotta cry
 How many more locked away for life
 Just tryin' to get a piece of the pie
 
 The struggle continues, we hate each other
 And we don't know the reason why, petty shit
 Crabs in the back room, holdin' each other back
 Until the day we die, uh
 
 
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