Yo
Trying to make life the best it could possibly be
But sometimes its hard to make people see
the equality throughout the neighborhood
In the rain and wind, i have stood
Trying to make myself be understood
when all the time im not doing no good
cause the essence of hate is flowing through the hood
Its like Trying to hammer a blunt nail into wood.
When the niggas with they gats come out to play
if you treasure your life better stay away
Because when they get mad they like pirates on a bay
to get their treasure they'll kill all in their way
And when the violence is over, the sun rising up
Blood on the streets, like in a vampires cup
covered in the guilts and the hates of man
Out of the fire in the frying pan
But i aint one to preach, i know ive sinned
but the past, ive left behind, the guilt, ive binned
Many a man ive blown away, ive skinned
Their mind and their anger, when the lights are dimmed
And when i come out to play where the big boys play
i use you and abuse you like an ash tray
in order to get my way, i will slay, leave to decay
Defining the new order, Setting the new way.
~Pause~
So when the hood is out on the streets
just remind them who they are
~pause~
There not the emotionless ganstars
Nor are they From afar
~pause~
Their acepted into the community
prejudice is no more
~pause~
killings are a thing of the past
Theres a chance for them to soar
~pause~
Spread their wings, fly away
Live to tell, another day
live to live, another way
live to die, another day
cause we ganstars dont like to play.
And the prejudice of the hood, will pay.
Cheers for reading, leave feedback if you have time please
Spike
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