Nobody Knows (feat. Shadow The Great & Ol Brooklyn Bobby)

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Nobody Knows
All the Trouble I've seen
Nobody Knows
All the Trouble I've seen
If you only knew
The kind of day that a had
The Kind of week that I had
The Kind of month that I had
The Kind of year that I had
The kind of life I live
You'd wonder how I smile
Going through all this shit
That's downright fuckin foul
Opps bending corners
Like a Tokyo drift
I'm watching every V
Like you know who that is
Targets on our back
Either way it's a risk
Take the cuffs
Over coffin
Shit prefer to live
Ain't no life after death
Brooklyn still mourning Big
Brother In law did twenty
Came home and bought crib
I'll take my chances
There's life after a bid
I protect me best
Ain't asking can I live
This blue on black crime
Got the world crying
But white on black crime
Is what's under lying
Origin of it all
So appalled
All of y'all can suck my balls
Through my drawers
Whose y'all
The culture vultures
Silent entertainers
Dthen ead and gone slave owners
And all of their remainders
F*ck these streets
Spray paint signs
F*ck your name
It's renaming time
If they died there throw they name up
What's goes around comes around
And this the change up
Have them lost
Tour through these eyes
See our truth
Despite all the lies
These projects are exactly that
People on top of people
Just a fucking trap
Your Zip Code is what connects you
What decides how they'll
Help you If they help you
Impunity depends on your community
Simple math more units
Its Less unity
I'm strong by myself
But Stronger if you with me
If I die on The frontlines
Please do not forget me
Continue to tell our Story
Continue to tell our Story
Nobody Knows
All the Trouble I've seen
Nobody Knows
All the Trouble I've seen
All we know is Hustle
Grew up in concrete Jungles
Building alot of muscle
Remember God above you
Dont stop when you tired
Stop when you finished
Stick to your Money
And always remeber Mind your Business
My story Documented
On why i do this shit
I leave the foolishness
And turn my stories
Into movie Scripts
Uh they tried to knock me down
And say i was preacher
For saying that my people
Match the curses in the scriptures
Tried to politic
But they was saucy of the Liquor
Barely Knew the ledge
No wonder they dont listen to no wisdom
Nobody knows the things i seen
Up on this wicked land
I did some things
I pray and hope father would understand
We From the Ghettos
Manifesting stories Written
I Jot in my memos
We with the bull like Scottie Pippin
They knew we was special
Like 38's
I've been to many wakes
Never rest
My soul is more than flesh
Im thankful for Breathe
For my steps
And my Falls
That made me a man
Was getting money overseas
I hope to do that again
Nobody knows what we seen or done
Chosen not the wicked ones
We From the slums
Where they poppin toolies
With the Effin Drum
Bow Bow Bow
Shots flying like a war zone
More chrome
Flooding through the streets
And we all gone
All alone
Nobody Knows
Nobody Grows
From the cradle to the grave
Ghetto filled with bullet holes

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