1991 was born in hell's kitchen
City of lost angels, lucifer gone missing
Eating your dinner plates and letting you do the dishes
Hiding in plain sight, got 20 20 prescription
You take precaution whenever you on the block
Then colors of what you stand for
Prolly getting you dropped
They firing at each other, cause no one gave em a shot
Shells gasin em up, so they drippin to never stop
Sleepin beneath the window
Cause helicopter with choppers
Will crop you out of the picture
Your mama screaming for doctors
Paramedics will knock
And your family members are watching
It's really kinda confusing, when cousing saying what's poppin
Feel it in my dominion, turn athius to believers
With stories of fallen soldiers and n***as double my scene yo
Speaking of make a difference, for anyone in between em
And give em what to believe, in this music, but when I'm leaving
[Hook]
When you hear the gun shots, your heart starts beating
You either die a saint, or the saints turn heathen
You tell me bout hope, I tell you bout demons
The only thing I hope, is that I'ma keep breathing
When you hear the gun shots, your heart starts beating
You either die a saint, or the saints turn even
You tell me bout hope, I tell you bout demons
The only thing I hope, is that I'ma keep breathing, breathing
Asking my mama why I wake up praying
The grim reaper hoping one day, they gonn take us out of this hell
Seeing my brother shot dead in the streets
Catching they bodies and proceed to use my blood as they ink
I'm whole blessed, pac running all through my veins
f** 48 cause in the mula, I need a mill for my pain
Tears falling from my eyes, cause of things that I've seen
With 50 shades of grey, k**ing for the love of the green
Scream jesus but it seem like me and lucifer found
The one another, he's the only one who cares to respond
Living on the devil's playground, these n***as that we stay upon
Prolly put you up on games, but ain't the ones that you should play round
Father never stay round, they chosen evoking pety emotions
And lokin on every notable notion
Cause when the rain stop, you still gotta swim in the ocean
With great whites, and they toltin, tryina stick you with tokens
[Hook]
When you hear the gun shots, your heart starts beating
You either die a saint, or the saints turn heathen
You tell me bout hope, I tell you bout demons
The only thing I hope, is that I'ma keep breathing
When you hear the gun shots, your heart starts beating
You either die a saint, or the saints turn even
You tell me bout hope, I tell you bout demons
The only thing I hope, is that I'ma keep breathing, breathing