Started the ground to the sky now Watch it down How you survive now? Yeah, it's blood in a nigga The streets left no in a nigga
If I could a picture I would show the image of a dog ass Yeah, raw ass Popping pain Praying for a call, four dogs them pistols Natural killers We crack to his mother, he turn his back on his brothers his partner for the plug He think everything a motherfucker Oh no, I'm hearted No feelings, a gun We was in the trenches Not to all the hoes had dissed him So homes think the whole against him Played ball, benched him, Grandpa Klan him, He raised in but he moved up to Memphis Kind of hard to So homes turned to the To succeed rap, couldn't fight got slapped Shot threw craps, did time back out, damn
And the ground We it to the sky now it fall down How you gon' survive Yeah, cold blood in a nigga The streets left no in a nigga
from the ground to the sky now Watch it fall How you gon' survive Yeah, it's cold blood in a The streets left no love in a
a voice for the voiceless My like multiple choice to the choiceless Emerge like a search in the darkness For young, black carcass My niggas either join the Forces, or they corpses now In God we trust But it's that we worship, now Boy that root of evil gon' forever the people See, I seen just what that fast money come and do to people Hit a lick, it was a hit He said, "Let's go and do the sequel" But his, nigga wasn't 'bout it, nigga 'bout it, now guilty, "What would Momma think about me?" Told' em, think about it nigga, you think about it now? But he was hungry he trigger happy So they hopped up in the Burners packed just like a Thirty minutes later, blood is at the ATM Momma in denial, like her boy on trial For a murder he ain't commit Tears the handkerchief
And the ground We it to the sky now it fall down How you gon' survive Yeah, it's blood in a nigga The streets no love in a nigga
Started the ground to the sky now Watch it down How you gon' survive Yeah, it's cold in a nigga The streets left no love in a
Lights off, no candles, all around the kitchen Nigga hungry, mom embarrassed so she don't want us to it wanna help but mama ego kickin' in She a hustler, she don't need no help her kids Bills came, got evicted, stay Swear that she ain't never weakness, real shit That the hunger And that the monsters Got the game from my mama, that's some ill 13 on the block, he was a kid In the kitchen, on the stove like a cook out No nigga to the game, could put a book out Right when he it was over he got took out (bang) leaking, they sneaked him , he ain't even see it coming He a hitter, he focus so he died over nothing No revenge, his friends shooting dice Bet again, win or lose, it all, took out by his own men
And the ground We it to the sky now Watch it fall How you survive now? Yeah, it's cold in a nigga The streets left no in a nigga
Started from the to the sky now Watch it fall How you gon' survive Yeah, it's cold in a nigga The left no love in a nigga
They say the good die young, that's the My nigga floating up in heaven now, the proof I make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace If world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me Nigga maybe we can fly Oh we can fly Yeah up in the sky Do real get to heaven? That's shit I ask the reverend
They say the good die young, that's the My nigga floating up in heaven now, that's the I ain't it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace If this world get too cold, I hope one day you me Nigga maybe we can fly Oh we can fly Yeah up in the sky Do real get to heaven? That's that shit I ask the