Follow me to a place were a face don't smile
There is no hope for youngers on the block running wild
Single parent mother struggling to support their babies
Their father is either dead or in jail or gone crazy
Daughters skip school to let boys with their friends
The boys look up to the older shortys with the Benz
The media exploits black d**hs with no solution
This is just a place were love is just a illusion; the slums
I saw a soul raise it came from bondage and slaves
Turn on each other with guns; d**; bundle in slums
Laminated floors; youngers engage in a fabricated cause
A cold presence that embrace staying raw
Barricaded doors like cages; holes with no cielings
Block wars disturb a new born from dreaming
Echoes from top floor screaming
The blade inflicted was once an argument is now a big statistic
Young teens abused; shes confused and frigid
Stumbling home from a strong dose of vigiliance
My pen paints a place where misery loves to visit
Mothers can sit and suffer in the blizzard
Brother caught with precision from pirates ? younges who savages the rope
Far from a horrible scroll was once blind now I focus the scope
Saw forces so clear like as-as we smoke on a cold night
[In video flashing]
*Believe non of what you hear and half of what you see*
Odds are risky like a rollin' dice and tramp's make there beds on a broke sight
Cancerous cells bite the whole night; living a soulless life
Most high embrace strength and honour
Utopian mindstate; the mind is greater then a Tamarean scholar
Cautiously walking floors beneath a plotter
Can time cure all problems ? it's a question I couldn't ask till it's pointed and played in the past
[Repeat 2x]
What does it take to make you realize it were k**ing each other
My Black brother for another mother
Were going under how strong is a purpose if you life another men's worth
It takes a Wisemen too always overstand and observe
Picture a pain of a planet in orbit
Were populated tales keep ?
Observing sales hell fortress
Juvenile bails true out abortions; fallen leaves
Police concealed the trued about beefs