Lyrics:
Are we at War if I feel it's unsafe
For me to step outside my car
For a traffic ticket
And by the way that I'm dressed
Did I immediately become your
Come on, over over the water
Water, Water
Yo, I want you all to understand I come from South Philly
And when I walk the street is like a pharmacy
the sinners and sin with saints
God, I'm an omen in my complexion
Everytime I see them I feel fear and aggression
The law's above it all, it's death by
purposeful I’m searching for the spirit world
Instead I’m in the netherworld surrounded by all my mistakes
Hells been making me contemplate
My life is full
to act homie
Need a shot and want to give one so I tell them rap for me
All my niggas pipe down, huddle in, and pack closely
Catch you peeking over
(It's coming)
(It's coming)
(It's coming)
And you walk past three different sandwich places
And you think about that time
In the little
V1
I put in work and let the streets talk for me I ain’t gotta say much champ written all on me
confidence in every step like I’m bout to lead
deceived by the wrapping
Got caught in your web
And I learned how to bleed
I was prey in your bed
And devoured completely
And it hurts my soul
right into the nasal
Lookin' fine with your soul gone
Wait it's been that way all along
You got me feelin' like Dolittle somethin' wrong
'Cause when
I just want to look back over all the years
With you right there standing by my side.
Could you just...
Won't you walk through this world with me
the wall
And as division breaks the confidence
Patriots still stand for our defense
Your sacrifice will answer for it all
We'll keep walking on
American
takes to do this, I can't tolerate just losin'
I'm jumping over all the cracks in the sidewalk
I'm being honest, I'm not like these other rappers you
killed"
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I wait in front a niggas spot
It's all coming back to me now
Got me some heels on
Just watch me walk
Feeling tall
Wont be dressing down
I found the prettiest gown
Threw it
All I need is the air I breathe, to get through anything.
All I need are the ones by me, who kill my misery.
I don't need you, holding me down.
why, it kills me
We say we're grown but yet fight over skin tone
Instead of helping each other we'd rather help are own
We all talk, we all walk, we all
for them, they walk in it; but when it grows dark over them, they stand still. Had God willed, He could have taken away their hearing and their sight.
Got you lip-syncing
There it goes, flying
Over their head, you'll be crying
Lying in your death bed
Now you're just a reject (reject)
You point
dream on with me
A dream of an equitable caring society
That speaks truth to powerlessness
And welcomes and honors all those
Who honor their fellow
[Spoken]
Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream. About me. About you.
The way our American hearts beat down in the bottom of our
to sort out what the flashbacks mean
System overload
My mind shut off in an effort to protect me
Bits and pieces of the scene kept me up at night with all
little piggy who went
Wee wee wee
All over the floor
Ha
Truth is
I'd hate to have your reality
Walk along and sing a song of doom
Lock your doors
Stay
Los Angeles, California 1969
By Raymond Washington and Stanley Williams
Though we still gang bang anyway, uh
Today there's over a million Crip
dream
Your typical American dream
So baby tell me are you on my team?
Or just paint me as the worst villain
Walk around like I got no shame
Another day in
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