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