Urban Cycles

He young and wired Thirsty for revenge Ready to let his shots fire He mad at them cats Who robbed his boy Up the street Now it's his beef He pulls his heat Letting his finger speak Bullet ricochet went the wrong way Follow these bullets as they stray And kill another innocent person today He ran away dipping thru the pathway Adrenaline pumping he feeling brave Like he done something amazing Not knowing he struck a woman And she dying Store owner crying Cause she witnessed the shooting And she trembling The lady was her friend And she hurting Police sirens alarming the people Who's asking questions Who's the shooter And what did the this poor woman do to ya To deserve this open public murder Meanwhile he walking down Another block With a diddy bop Thinking all the commotion means One of the dudes Must got shot Why do people have to die like this Precious souls here for a reason Life is a gift We admonish to cherish it Yet who really paying attention When these children kill children And murder innocent victims It's genocide Willie Lynch Some mistake it for pride In these urban land These lost souls They ain't scared to fly They will shoot you And won't even think about your family They feel it's an honor In the streets To give their heart to the beast Next morning he wake up yawning A new day arise He feels energized Not realizing he in for a surprise Word on the street is He shot at some guys but he missed them Now he's wanted for a murder Killing that helpless victim He slid off thru the alley After a ears listening Heart pounding he's insecure Feeling his world is caving in He didn't mean to kill the lady But he know it's too late To turn back the hands of time And correct that fatal mistake In his mind he getting angry at his enemy Cause he missed them Demons festering his brain Telling him to go get 'em Clutching his weapon No sense of direction for his frustration He thugged out ready to die Wanting to express his aggression A menace to society He wouldn't change if he could He value perceptions that he get From the Boyz in the Hood Now he's on a mission to prove That he so real with steel Not even thinking about The woman he just accidentally killed Why do people have to die like this Precious souls here for a reason Life is a gift We admonish to cherish it Yet who really paying attention When these children kill children And murder innocent victims It's genocide Willie Lynch Some mistake it for pride In these urban land These lost souls They ain't scared to fly They will shoot you And won't even think about your family They feel it's an honor In the streets To give their heart to the beast So this young cat with a gat Feel his heart is intact He catches wind in the streets Where this dice game at He plotting to run inside And lay everyone flat Not knowing some of them cats Is not having that He gambling Loss about a stack Now he rambling Back and forth with a young boy Who's also known for hammering Facial expressions Setting the tone for beef Words collide in the air As they both draw for heat Everybody scattered But it really ain't matter They aiming at each other Gritting with their fingers on the triggers It ain't no talking it out No fighting This a shootout Somebody about to get killed But what is it all about Same cat who killed the lady He pulled his trigger first Safety was on The other cat didn't hesitate to burst He hit him in his chest immediate death Nothing left to prove It's tragic but it's true How karma comes back to haunt you Why do people have to die like this Precious souls here for a reason Life is a gift We admonish to cherish it Yet who really paying attention When these children kill children And murder innocent victims It's genocide Willie Lynch Some mistake it for pride In these urban land These lost souls They ain't scared to fly They will shoot you And won't even think about your family They feel it's an honor In the streets To give their heart to the beast