Fears Lyrics by Deniro Farrar
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[Verse 1]
In the 'hood, tryna make it out
So what the fuck they mad 'bout?
Rappers in my city don't want me to make a route
Jackers gon' jack so I'm prepared to take 'em out
Baby's on the way and I ain't got a dime
Just a chopper to my name and these books of rhymes
All alone in the room with this crooked mind
Watchin' rappers
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