First Attempt

Just because we ain't got guns, doesn't mean shit don't get hectic
Just 'cause we from Canada, doesn't mean we ain't infected
With trouble and strife, problems in our lives, men killing their wives everyday getting high
Some guys, they while out and don't relate. Not you man, yo I ain't got no hate

Love for my peeps, y'all saved me, made me, changed my ways, gave me something to believe
in. Who, what, when times were rough, even since I got good jobs
Still corrupt and fucked up, got new self belief, new meaning to being street
Back to the old me, cold and free, bold and tweaked. Stoned and freaked



Credits
Writer(s): Philippe Desbiens
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