Cold Blood

Started from the ground Building to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga If I could paint a picture I would show the image of a dog ass nigga Yeah, raw ass nigga Popping pain killers Praying for a call, four dogs with them pistols Natural born killers We sold crack to his mother, he turn his back on his brothers Killed his partner for the plug He think everything a hustle Cold motherfucker Oh no, I’m black hearted No feelings, just a gun We was raised in the trenches Not to mention all the hoes had dissed him So homes think the whole world against him Played ball, coach benched him, Grandpa Klan lynched him, He raised in Mississippi but he moved up to Memphis Kind of hard to adapt So homes turned to the strap To succeed tried rap, couldn’t fight got slapped Shot dice threw craps, did time back out, damn And from the ground We build it to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga Started from the ground Building to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga Here’s a voice for the voiceless My words like multiple choice to the choiceless Emerge like a search light in the darkness For this young, black carcass My niggas either join the Armed Forces, or they corpses now In God we trust But it’s bucks that we worship, now Boy that root of evil gon’ forever rule the people See, I seen just what that fast money gon’ come and do to people Hit a lick, it was a hit He said, “Let's go and do the sequel” But his, nigga wasn’t ‘bout it, nigga wasn’t ‘bout it, now Feeling guilty, "What would Momma think about me?" Told’ em, think about it nigga, won't you think about it now? But he was money hungry Plus he trigger happy So they hopped up in the Caddy Burners packed just like a stadium Thirty minutes later, blood is leaking at the ATM Momma in denial, like her baby boy on trial For a murder that he ain’t commit Tears soak the handkerchief And from the ground We build it to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga Started from the ground Building to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga Lights off, no candles, roaches all around the kitchen Nigga hungry, mom embarrassed so she don't want us to mention it Grandma wanna help but mama ego kickin' in She a hustler, she don’t need no help raisin her kids Bills came, got evicted, stay strong Swear that she ain’t never shown weakness, real shit That created the hunger And that make the monsters Got the game from my mama, that’s some ill shit 13 on the block, he was a little kid In the kitchen, on the stove like it’s a cook out No nigga mouth to the game, could put a book out Right when he thought it was over he got took out (bang) Brains leaking, they sneaked him , he ain't even see it coming He a hitter, he won’t focus so he died over nothing No revenge, with his friends shooting dice Bet again, win or lose, take it all, took out by his own men And from the ground We build it to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga Started from the ground Building to the sky now Watch it fall down How you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga The streets left no love in a nigga They say the good die young, that’s the truth My nigga floating up in heaven now, that’s the proof I ain’t make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me Nigga maybe we can fly someday Oh we can fly someday Yeah up in the sky someday Do real niggas get to heaven? That’s that shit I ask the reverend They say the good die young, that’s the truth My nigga floating up in heaven now, that’s the proof I ain’t make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me Nigga maybe we can fly someday Oh we can fly someday Yeah up in the sky someday Do real niggas get to heaven? That’s that shit I ask the reverend