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Jay Nitz

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Every time i turn on the news
Every time I turn

Every time I turn on the news
Theres a brother gunned down in the street
And people don't care bout that
Unless the nigga died by the police
Every time I come through the hood
They done put a young brother on a tee
And y'all ain't give a f*ck about him
Mother fucker let's keep it all g
Every time I turn on the tube
There's a mother crying on tv
And people don't care about that
Cause he died by the code of the street
Every time I come through the hood
Y'all done left a nigga under them sheets
You  don't give a f*ck about you
So you wouldn't give a f*ck about me
I said what I said

Pops left for the dough dreams
Fucked around became a dope fiend
I hate the nigga died a crack head
But with that said 
Boy you better keep ya nose clean
And keep ya head on tilt
Cause you could get killed
Round here 
Thinking that this shits all good
Get caught slipping in street
It ain't even no beef
Just the wrong nigga
In the wrong hood
Plus a little bit of ego
Mixed with that evil
And everyday niggas get shot Everyday
We scream no justice no peace
And f*ck the police
But the streets gonna lie to your face
Niggas know who did it
But niggas that's snitching
Street niggas know they can't go to the cops
Niggas outside with them hundred round clips
For the boy
Guaranteed somebody son getting shot 
He'd die for what he repping
Anytime any section
So when he ride he gone slide
Every time with his weapon
Never mind who is present
They gonna die in his presence
Cause his pride at this time 
Is more prized than their essence
Niggas got to go though
You know
Just adhering to the codes of the street
You know it's ride for the guys
Its an eye for an eye
Until a child get
Caught up in your beef

Every time I turn on the news
Theres a brother gunned down in the street
And people don't care bout that
Unless the nigga died by the police
Every time I come through the hood
They done put a young brother on a tee
And y'all ain't give a f*ck about him
Mother fucker let's keep it all g
Every time I turn on the tube
There's a mother crying on tv
And people don't care about that
Cause he died by the code of the street
Every time I come through the hood
Y'all done left a nigga under them sheets
You  don't give a f*ck about you
So you wouldn't give a f*ck about me
I said what I said

I try to tell em
But they don't want to listen
They lack determination 
And they full of inhibitions 
Niggas is bitches
Til niggas get em a pistol 
Then they vicious 
Ready to get malicious
And go against the consensus
Or kill a nigga for speaking
You lil niggas got demons
The lot of you needing God
Time to talk to a deacon
I'm practicing what I preach
Watch how I walk when I'm speaking
Just cause I talk with a purpose
Don't mean I don't got the heater
That weapons for my protection 
I wish that I didn't need it
I wish that you didn't either 
For every little discretion
Every bit of aggression
Perceived as a transgression
Means leaving niggas slumped
Is the only reasonable measure
Like how is we posed to grow
When we dying bout every second
A mother crying
Cause the next child dying was her second
Child she lost this year
Over niggas repping
A block they don't own
And never will 
With these methods
You rather listen to the Masses?
Or the pastor preaching
Mother grieving
While she's weeping
About your past achievements
Thinking about a time in life
Where you didn't have a grievance 
Maybe a different life
With a different sequence
Instead living life
Like its nigga hunting season
I mean
Weren't you given life 
For a different reason
Be careful of the  things
That you go seizing
Cause when you live by the gun
You gonna die squeezing

Every time I turn on the news
Theres a brother gunned down in the street
And people don't care bout that
Unless the nigga died by the police
Every time I come through the hood
They done put a young brother on a tee
And y'all ain't give a f*ck about him
Mother fucker let's keep it all g
Every time I turn on the tube
There's a mother crying on tv
And people don't care about that
Cause he died by the code of the street
Every time I come through the hood
Y'all done left a nigga under them sheets
You  don't give a f*ck about you
So you wouldn't give a f*ck about me
I said what I said

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