Hail Mary

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TRU (The Real Untouchables) was an American hip hop group from Richmond to New Orleans, which originally consisted of Master P, C-Murder, Silkk the Shocker, King George, Big Ed, Cali G, Sonya C, Chilee Powdah and Milkman, before being shortened to just Master P, C-Murder and Silkk the Shocker. The group's first two releases, 1993's Who's Da Killer? and 1994's Understanding the Criminal Mind, were released independently through In-a-minute Records. In 1995, the group was shortened to include just the three Miller brothers and the trio released their third album True on No Limit Records, which was just getting started. It was followed by Tru 2 da Game in 1997 and Da Crime Family in 1999. However by 2003 No Limit had fell on hard times and was shut down. TRU ret… more »

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[C-Murder]
Check this out my n****. 
I've been a hot boy for a long motherf***in' time, ya heard me. 
It was cool for a minute, but s*** I gotta jump up out this s***. 
Free from murder attempts on my life, you know. 
I got a family to feed, you know. 
I'm trying to jump about the game. 

[Chours x2]
Hail mary
Hail mary, please help me, I want to live
And forgive me for the dirt that I did
I been a thug since I was born 
And nuttin' change but I been trapped in this game too long

[C-Murder]
Hail Mary
Freak or murder attempts on my life 
And my soul is gettin cold and I'm facin' parole
Heavy gangsters looking burry
But who can I tell from my cell to hell, don't let me die in jail
One foot up in the grave and my back against a brick wall
I'm having dreams about an image trying to kill us all
I count my blessing but I'm stressin', Smith N Wesson
Fool testing my nuts, I'm still throwing them up
And spitting blind rounds at my shadow, tweekin' for drama
I found a call from my momma, she don't want me around
And everything I touch seem to turn cold
And every n**** that I hang with don't grow too old
Hail mary

[Chours x2]

[C-Murder]
Two elevens got me sweatin', will I lose my rights
Convicted fellon with 187, facin' twenty five to life
I'm just another lil' n**** ready to ride on dem bustas
Like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder why I trust ya
Use to hustle for fun n****, a young n****, dumb n****
Now they got me on the motherf***in' run n****
I used to laugh at them other n****s runnin' from the cops
Now these b**** n****s sweatin' my block
My ghetto dreams got me wishing

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