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| | | | | (x2)
Inna the streets busy life is a chapper
While you at you work you affi stay on the upper
Those who dis agreed choose the way of a Dapper
Those who blend right in choose the book and the laptop
Who have hears to hear listen to what mama said
Sit down inna church and be quiet and pray
You taking on the wrong pled ge
Your life not granted
So your story echoe s in my head
What I've felt
What I've k nown
Never sh ined through in what I've shown
Never b e
Never se e
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt
What I've k nown
Never sh ined through in what I've shown
Never fre e
Never m e
So I dub thee unforg iven
This is the story of a man I used to know
He never listen to his dad an m otha words
He found shelter inna wrong pla ce
Friends with a screw fa ce
Then killed by their wrong ways
Justice no kind
It's vision blind
Forward with the sentence
No judge can't rewin d
Rest indeed yea h
Rest in peac e
Rest in m e
What I've felt
What I've k nown
Never sh ined through in what I've shown
Never b e
Never se e
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt
What I've k nown
Never sh ined through in what I've shown
Never fre e
Never m e
So I dub thee unforg iven
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There's still a place that once you called your own
No t a war zone no t a funeral home
Silent, no mor e music, no sou nd
Under the moonlight in na a small town
Guiltiness rest on their shoul ders
So for the wicked man
His days are numbered
Rest i ndeed yeah
Rest in m e
What I've felt
I've known
Never fre e
Never me
What I've felt
What I've k nown
Never sh ined through in what I've shown
Never b e
Never se e
Won't see what might have been
What I've felt
What I've k nown
Never sh ined through in what I've shown
Never fre e
Never m e
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