Song about how it is on da block and its effect on me
Im ill
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Lyrics
On my block…
its many problems I aint stressing em….
Fulla dope fiend gangbangaz like the rest of em
Wishin i could move away but I aint testin em
So I go and watch peeps of god pray..dey blessin em
So dey can live anotha day in da streetz
Why would they want a bunch of yungstas jus parade’n wit beef
Evading police…anchors on da daily they preach
How a black man died from da k’s in da heat
They lay in the reach….of anotha man in a prison
And addin to statistics dat are gatherin visions…
And its jus anotha excuse to be look down on
Hated and degraded and im looking at how long
Been b4 my time…way along b4 my birth
And its not getting betta dawg…its only getting worse
I may sound preachy…but it neva will change
Dis is life…and jus anotha day in the game
Hook:
On My Block(My Block)…no safety fo sure
Its no different..my blocks jus as crazy as urs
On My Block(My Block) they be at it fo days…
No love no respect dey jus trynna get paid
On My Block(My Block)..dey be talking da beef
Get hit fo looking funny as u walkin da streetz
Yo…All pain…More Pain…More Struggle
Jus keep ya head up to da clouds above u on my block
I wish it was o so exquisite
Its no hopes within it so o no forget….
Dead it…cuz its neva gonna on da block again
But I gotta dream so dats why I gotta pen..
To express these myths and these fantasies…
Wishin it would happen but im knowin it would neva be
To cook a miracle….we aint got a recipe
So I can only hope fo same gadgets and assecories..
To enhance up this life in dez dead streets…
Or maybe even move but…will I forget? Please
pull out the jetski’s…ride apon the water
Of the dreams of this reality…waitin for u to peck me
So u can wake me to an unpleasant site…
Of a myst of confusion to this thing I call life
Now im getting picked apart
And if I stay to long imma sit and rot
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