I had a bad Don't be afraid, bad dreams are only What a time you to be born in
Babies crying, brothers dying and brothers knocked Shit is deep on the And you got me down in this cold, cold world
It was the night before New Year's and all through the fuckin' Not a was silent, not even a Tec Outside as I'm stuck by who put fear Blasted on the spot before the pigs dead You know hoods, robbers, snipers new in sight, blue and white escape before them flash the fuckin' lights Gunshots, shatter first window panes Shells hit the ground and blood stained the game
broke callisthetic, any style you set it Beat niggaz toothless, physically cut up gooses But iron on the sides thugs took no excuses Therefore, your fifty-two handblocks was Links was snatched off necks, scars on Jackets took, bullet rips through coats Against those who the cold from the steel made 'em fold And squeal, the metal hit the temple of his grill worker, who was caught for his bomber No to swing the hammer that was hangin' from his Farmer's And it's bugged how some niggaz catch And pockets dug from everything check stubs
And it does ill like wars in Brownsville Or robberies in Red Hook where feds look For fugitives to shoot cops, layin' on roof tops For his cream he in a shoe box But he was hot, and the was filled with young killers You don't suspect, so cops creep like And born thieves stay hooded with bullets Those who try to flee hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate Similar to hit men who pull out Tecs and Drop those who crack tacos from Mexican Rapid, like cashin' checks again Back to the motherfuckin' on Lexington
Babies crying, brothers dying and brothers knocked Shit is on the block And you got me locked down in this cold, cold
We be from the cops, bustin' off shots Shit is deep on the And you got me locked down in cold, cold world, yo
No time to freeze, undercovers ease up in Prixs And seize packages and the currency Clicks control strips full clips are Yellow tape, barricades, sidewalks, where lay Madness strikes at twelve o'clock, Stick up kids on the ground, broke the staircase And I harassed, scramblin' for petty cash Jakes on my ass bucks is learnin' fast
and 44's Bought inside corner stores, their fire sparks the floors surrounded by the law Homicide questioning while the Jakes the door My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my 'Cause main concerns scream Some niggaz in the jet Gallant Shot up the restaurant, for this kid named Lamont I thought he was but instead he missed a kid And hit a year old girl in the head and then fled
Tactical narcotic, task force, off fast 'Cause the crime boss is off cash Extortions for portions of streets beef followers of Indians trying to play Chief You witness the saga, and drama Life is a script, I'm not a but the author Of a modern day opera, the main character Is presidential papers, the dominant
But you look so As I on by
Babies crying, dying and brothers getting knocked Shit is on the block And you got me locked in this cold, cold world
We be runnin' the cops, bustin' off shots is deep on the block And you got me locked down in this cold, cold
Babies crying, dying and brothers getting knocked Shit is deep on the And you got me locked down in cold, cold world
Babies crying, brothers dying and brothers knocked is deep on the block And you got me locked down in this cold, cold
We be runnin' the cops, bustin' off shots Shit is deep on the And you got me down in this cold, cold world