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