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[Intro: Master P] Ay yall know Im not perfect I did a lot of wrong A man's family I've been changing my life Im tellin you you could do the same thing But dont do it for me do it for yourself And do it for ya kids Cuz they the future [Hook x2: Master P] Let the kids grow, let the kids dream I was lost I used to hustle in the same street Let the kids win, let the kids play If we change for tomorrow be a brighter day [Verse: Master P] They call the girls freaks, and the boys geeks Cuz they in school and you runnin from the police Oh you a tough guy, you got a phat ride Cryin like a baby when the judge gave you five Oh you a gangsta ya son wanna be just like you Bet he change his mind when the feds came and dite you Oh you a hard head, and you talk fast A real gangsta in ya hide behind that ski mask I heard you flipped stacks, yeah I did that My brother dead,a dozen friends cant get them back And since I changed I guess they think I got soft I guess you hard when you dead or locked behind bars Im a real G, aint got nothin to prove Put down the guns pick up the pens let the kids choose Let em be doctors, let em be lawyers Let em make it out the hood let em see tomorrow [Hook x2: Master P] [Verse: Romeo] First I'd like to thank momma for the life that was givin Got the heart of a lion never needed a prison (uh-huh) Lost my cousin, now Dante gone, Had Jay life braided and then ____ Malone Got kids in the pent, why they do that crime Black Queens just standin in welfare lines So much peer pressure, kids smokin weed I was thought to never follow be the one to lead (yea) What it been if Frankie died at the age 15 (age 15) And we never felt the pressence of MLK(MLK) Life would be a whole lot different no civil rights Will we still be fightin over black and white What if, Barren Davis never went to school I know it never bit the heart to follow the rules See, life's a gift and we dont choose how we live it (no) I thank the Lord every night Im still here livin [Hook x2: Master P] [Outro: Master P] Aint nothing wrong wit change Just think about it Put the guns down and pick up a pen You could be killin the next Michael Jordan The next Oprah Winfrey The next Bill Cosby The next Will Smith The next young child They could be the next president Dont hate me Cuz Im takin a stand We be alright If you play you role You feel me Befo ya judge that can dip somebody else Just look in the mirror and ask yourself What you do |