VERSE I
I’ve been down to the point of vulnerability, glock in my pocket, worry bout someone killin’ me,
Now I know some are feelin’ me, hear a shot in the night you come and put a chill in me.
I got the mind and ability, I got Christ in my life, but the devil tries to deal with me.
Its so filthy, young bucks joinin’ gangs, runnin’ dope and now they actin’ silly
Hear the mommas cry, her lil boy lyin in the street, hear her weep?
His soul to keep
We gotta change our ways cause we in too deep, throwin’ bodies in a heap, pushin’ daisies you can watch the blood seep
You feelin froggy? Don’t leap, it ain’t weak if you turn the other cheek, it makes you more of a man, can’t you see? You ain’t layin down, you standin’ ground on your own two feet.
HOOK
Step up, when your boys about to roll
Speak out, when they go to steal a soul
Let em know, life in prison is the toll
And the life their gonna take could soon be there own
VERSE II
I’ma paint a picture, it’s all up to you, you in the drivers seat eyes in the rearview
You think you the king when you rollin’ on your chrome, well 26 inches is a pretty low throne
Now you bustin’ windows, to steal a few stones, what happened to your crew?
You just rollin’ all alone
The cops are catchin’ up, you think you’re Al Capone, you screwed up, made a choice, and now your freedoms blow
I guess you forgot, you got a family back at home, a lil boy that loves you and wants to be you when he’s grown
And now you only hear him once a month on the phone, I’m hopin’ you can learn since this story is my own
I know you fellin’ empty, but violence ain’t the way, and what do you accomplish, when them guns spray?
You can turn your life around, cus today is the day, speak out against crime, and now you lead the way
HOOK (Repeat x2)
VERSE III
Verse three its up to me to make you see where to be, cus my time is just a fee your heart is locked, I got the key
And no I won’t let you be until you prayin’ on your knee, ask God forgiveness even though you is a g
And when I spit this verse it’s to keep you from the hearse, to protect you from the curse, you think it’s bad? It could be worse
Can we go back to the days sippin’ Kool-aid in the shade, all we knew was fun only worry bout makin’ grades
What happened to the love? The streets are full of blood and the gangs recruit the kids while they playin’ in the mud
Pushin’ drugs to the thugs, too good for mommas hug, skippin’ church on Sunday, cus they late out at the club
It’s just the start of a life that was lost, and no I’m not a genius, but that’s a fairly high cost
And now the coin is tossed the verdicts in the air, but life is not a game, and you tryin’ to be a player
HOOK (Repeat x4)
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