Lyrics:
the state hates on me
I’m tryna get on
Pull up front with my team
(I’m runnin’)
Towards the hills
While guided by trees
While these racist individuals
Guns, shootouts and crack sales
Black males who pack jails, trapped in hell
No peace, cold streets, surrounded by po-lice
This whole week,
turning… off axis, on all facets… all access ghetto passes been retracted… styles not practiced… have amassed a massive, recall of all the masses… askin'
Played like nintendo
By stupid bimbos
This my crescendo
This my memento
But y'all dumb bitches will never get the innuendo
Came from the ghetto
Walking
bullshit
Put the rifle to your lip
Longer than a pool stick
Walk down on my target
Empty out the cartridge
Talking all that nonsense
Turned his body
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' on the stairs, you know they
Nah, no I'm not
Nah, nobody on this
You know how that go
Now I'm living with a purpose, I ain't perfect
Allah got me, ain't spend too much time
Hands together
My ghetto musical a clap niggas
I don't feel I need to make amends wit a rap niggas
Show me figures cuz I ain't taking if the stack
you're looking at a captain
Jump aboard you won't sink
25 should have got a Porsche no tints
Rolled by and I sold Nines in the mist
Got Mo stacks turned 18
you can't face me
Turned out I was fuckin' yo boy third o'l lady
Got mad bullets on ya they said you wasn't home
Yeah, you pissed on our set up
told me don't take no shit (you're out of line)
Motherfucker hit you then you better hit 'em back (you're out of line)
So when I hit the nigga, it go
(By us some snacks)
Shawty hold my number before she sent me her nudes (Sent me her nudes)
She told me, "Rylo, it's a honor, you know I dropped out
it out the ghetto I know that's for sure
I be steady counting blessings but I got my losses
And if you ever wish me evil I still wish you well
You
to give
My situation's getting major by the second
That fool that shot his whole school up
Just turned eleven (Whaaa?)
And ain't no body even thinkin' bout
of all time
She took my heart and my mind, turned me to a life of crime
Now I'm, under pressure to impress her
I wake up, put on my bullet proof vestin
around town is Baby Beesh
Pimpin' in high velocity, y'all squares betta back up off me
'cause we gonna do what the hell we do
Baby Bash the ghetto
"...invaded by hordes of scummy, race-mixing traitors and Red-led
Marxist
mongrels demanding human rights for subhumans. Yes, once again,
we see
Told me she was pregnant by this older nigga and it's over
A couple summers and our teenage love had turned to somethin' slummer
I can't love her
Ghetto princess told me she settled out in Flushin' Meadow
Fly chick rockin' size six Skiletos
Drapped-out in tailor made leather and suede
Verse 1:
Went from a nobody nigga to a ghetto celebrity/ these bitches be feeling me say they be loving my melody/these boys be hatin like they heart
Proverbs 31, daughters of Zion, some be saying I'm a worldly son
But still waters run deep
Can't judge a book by its cover, or just the front sheet
You
I afraid of
Trott on the block gettin shot by the jacobs
They bear bullets like Jay Cut
And prey for my life maybe I should Mase up
Pleadin my case
period made me conscious of I am
When we begin disuniting things get outta hand
Surrounded by bad conditions merely hoping for the good
You're not
you avoid the son
cause uh my skin black and all you see is relative,
I’m almost positive all you see in me is negative
I bet he feels threaten by
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