Another Statistic Ace Hood

[Verse 1]
Another statistic, nah
I just wanna live in Gods cubicle, far away from Lucifer
Not a slave, gold chains compliment the mula’ much
Rather see me crucified, police are the crucifiers
Shoot us up and dig a ditch, this ain't nothin’ new to us
Murders happen every day, kids on their merry way
Dyin’ before they’re 21, bullets never had a name
God bless Trayvon Martin I’m in my hoodie
Another innocent young brother who met a bully
Man this poor world is fucked up
Hard times, tough luck
Section 80, food stamps, jobs never hired us
I’m just tryna’ fulfill my wishlist
Don't wanna be another statistic

[Hook]
Don’t wanna be another statistic
Don’t wanna be another statistic
Another statistic

[Interlude]
No matter what obstacles come our way
No matter how much they're trying to keep us down
Nothing should stop us from being victorious
We shall fight
We will never give up
We will never give in
We shall take it to the mountain top
Nobody could hold us down, I say nobody