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statistic, nah
Uh I just wanna live in Gods cubicle, far away Lucifer
Not a slave, gold chains the mula' much
Rather see me crucified, police are the
us up and dig a ditch, this ain't nothin' new to us
Murders happen every day, kids on merry way
Dyin' before they're 21, bullets had a name
God Trayvon Martin I'm in my hoodie
Another innocent young who met a bully
Man this poor is fucked up
times, tough luck
Section 80, stamps, jobs never hired us
I'm just tryna' my wishlist

Don't be another statistic
(No matter obstacles come our way)
(No matter how much trying to keep us down)
(Nothing should stop us being victorious)
(We fight)
wanna be another statistic
(We never give up)
(We never give in)
(We shall take it to the top)
(Nobody hold us down, I say nobody)
Don't wanna be another
statistic, my, uh

Martin Luther King had a and my niggas do too
While Emmett Till beat and killed and gouged a fruit
Reason why youngin's unattainable as a youth
And fuck the government they trying to disguise truth
I my prayers out to mankind
Not enough but too many crimes
Pay attention as a gotta peep the signs
Feeling like a is corny so they keep a nine
bless em' got me stressin' while I'm raising mine
See in the people think you won't amount to nothing
Funny, I made a million out of 10 (Word)
wanna be another statistic (Preach)

(We refuse to be a of our environment)
(We to be stepped on)
(We gotta stand for something, or we'll for anything)
(Stand up!) Don't wanna be statistic
(Whats all the pain we been its now)
(It's time we as one)
(Stand up for one another, we not lose!)
wanna be another statistic
Another

Uh, niggas murdered with burners few in the sternum
Jot it in my journal why are so determined
I keep on preachin' defeat the demons in every
Just watch the people meet and greet ya' some aren't worthy
Some friends friends, they dirty need some detergent
So tragedies around the world, I'm praying urgent
I'm just to become a blessing and serve a purpose
Nobody's perfect, I'm still just have mercy
we killing our own people
Boston Massachusetts bombed by some seekers
It's just so tragic, many perished I could barely
wanna be another statistic (pray)

(From the of the streets)
(To the of the ghetto)
(Owe us our cries)
(Hear our cry!)
Don't be another statistic
(The pain, the hunger the struggle, will go unnoticed
(We are future, the strength, the of the nation)
wanna be another statistic
Another
Don't be another statistic