re-up
.....yea thats me singin on the hook.
Listen and reflect.
I basically rap about life.
If u wanna take a step inside to see how crazy it can be, feel free.
Know that it is (typically) non-fiction, or heavily metaphorical.
Story behind the song
lisen to the lyrics.
Lyrics
Many people tryna fix their acts to be seen at heavens gates
next thing u no, they don’t care, and wanted in seven states
its like we all tryna reach a goal that’s too extreme
that mindset halts wen we don’t hold onto our dreams
we’d roll wit 20 teams before we think of where we rollin to
and homies got that “give love” feelin, actin like they knowin u.
How we gon get a hole-in-2 wit only one opportunity
we think if we acknowledge God, hes sure to be grantin us immunity
but think of these streets- a battlefield in the war
not beat or killed? They aint waitin to be stealin ya car
that’s y we hold the steel in our arm, jus fo revenge on revenge
cuz violence multiplies, its like the road of ya life is wut ends
yea im tite wit the pen, im spittin truth but they jus fitin agin
a positive rappa who can spit real deep, I thot theyd be likin me then
the hope we got’s laid 6 feet in closed casket
but I aint lost wut I got, that’s y the foes askin
Chorus
the lies is killin me and homies lookin low of us
yall eyes aint feelin me, tho yall aint really knowin us
this life aint changed, we only lookin at things wit different views
visitin a new hood, but still the same bad news
aside from the violence we get surrounded by the disrespect
which is y the worst rappas try and diss the best
the progress jus illusion, different visions we see
like only the devils supporting most decisions we meet
anotha child born, jus means anotha recruit for the army
we suspicious of the innocent so we shootin alarming
its like the dogs is comin fo us, they escaped from the cage
and the views on different people hav been changing wit age
young age, passion of life and obsession wit good
but confronted by evil, and I wont livin next to the hood
I could see wit naked eye wut happens out my perspective
though cops out, the community aint ever protected
we fitin our own battles, guarantee of some loss
supposed to get bak wut we’re owed but they aint payin the cost
I pray fo the cross, so jesus can save us from this dyin land
and speak truth fo evry leader, whos also been a lyin man
we take a stand, cuz aint no place to sit down
thinkin terrorism stopped, but wen osama gon get found?
its been world war 3 fo years, nobody’s getting a long
and seems like musics dyin, tryna be funny wen written a song
people makin me weak, influence of delusional ways
life aint foeva, how come people aint been usin his days
hot rappas losin his plays that the media given
and cats aint only got depression in the heat of his livin
aint agreed to be driven to the edge of my life
only God gives second chances, man cant take bak thinks he sed to his wife
my image aint bettered wen its looked throo the eyes of enemies
but tryna compare my body to jesus on the cross like a simile
I cant bring bak no good, if there was none to start with
The first humans wer sinners God sed its sometin we cant part with
we runnin to worsen actions like a lamb to the slaughter
always tradition, fathers tryna make a man out their daughter
hell only gets hotter, so heavens gotta be my future home
not strayin from the path that way more people used to roam
