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Hell is Baltimore (prod by Tech Omega)
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Positive Vibes
Charts
Peak #110
Peak in subgenre #9
Author
Tech-Omega
Rights
@2009
Uploaded
December 21, 2009
Track Files
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:12
Story behind the song
I wanted a song to show the downside of one part within the world. I feel the Intro really sets the mood
Lyrics
Most shout murdaland, but cry when they friends die// I took a deep breath for those who rest above the sky// A moment of silence. Time to say bye// If you doubt that i'm hurt I reply that real tears never lie// folks know what i'm saying// It's messed up if you been to more funerals then wedding occasions// Pops gone for killing your mom. Twenty to life ers// Kids even get wet up and when their caught in the fire// Dollars make sense. Sense makes a quaters// But does it make any sense another gun killed another daughter?// Sorta sorta, but never mind that we need order// Cause a nice casket for your age is not for ya// Were all gods children, but now I sit and I wander// What turned us victims and left us nine feet and under// Brothers and sistas gang bang and kill their own// It leaves me blown they we self destroy and kill our own// Chorus 2xl If you lived my life and grew up where I did// What would you do? (what would you do?) Would you do what she did what he did// Or fall and break and crack into peices// Or beg for jesus?// I'm praying and hoping saying that god's gotta be// Giving a future life that's gotta be more then poverty// No feelings hurt worse except when it's no change// Whites made coke and blacks love the hope that coke brings// And when your on the streets livin it's like your minds slippin// Most drown in the rain or drown their pains in addiction// Fiens do anything for a hit cause they can't quit// And if you any heart you know your heart can't stand it// Ballers push crack cause they couldn't push knowledge// I tell my peoples work hard and strive to go to college// I think it's wrong to give folks a quick step to death// I much I'd rather give them hope if it's nothing left// You hustle hard? that's a load of crook so stop// It's to many of people living within a box// Cause they couldn't say no when it came to that rock// So they smoke it to the fall dead, die, and they drop// Chorus 2xl If you lived my life and grew up where I did// What would you do? (what would you do?) Would you do what she did what he did// Or fall and break and crack into peices// Or beg for jesus?// Brothers hit the clubs, thinking what chicks to cop next// Females get seen and viewed as a simple object// I'm thinking to myself that life shouldn't be that way// But truth be told women spit game and get that play// So it may be another day, but the same mess// The same stress from guys focused on the same breast// The same chick who's more in love with the cash in ya pockets// Only to turn around and leave you when you don't go it// Strippers gettin topless and i'm searching for the logic// Sittin in my room, pen and pad trying jot it// Down on the paper, money could make me a player// and have a good brother looking sharper then a razor// But i'm searching for my savoir, cause money come// and money goes. I think old and I never think young// The latest fashion and the whips with the rap blastin// Could never equal my peace of my love nor my passion// Chorus 2xl If you lived my life and grew up where I did// What would you do? (what would you do?) Would you do what she did what he did// Or fall and break and crack into peices// Or beg for jesus?//
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