Elzhi - The Science lyrics

[Intro] We have to understand that we're talking about our survival and nothing else Whether or not this beautiful race of people is going to survive on the Earth That's what we are talking about, nothing else [Verse 1: Fes Roc] Shots bust in, cops rush in, on n***as hustling You know the science of money is substance, the evils My peoples, live illegal, stack dough that equals To large amounts, that's hard to count I blow an ounce and watch the plot thicken We on the block pitching, while the cops watch with optic vision Listen, my hood is chaos, it never sleeps Crime's got us knee deep in the streets, uh, between the sheets I write verses, while the Devil curses Watching young kingpins get put in hearses, the fiends lurking For the dream merchant, their last days seems certain He overdose before they close the curtain [Hook] Tryna tackle the grind, stress hard on my soul And shackle my mind, making my heart cold And my head hot, cause's bread not, coming in and I'm Losing my cool, like the summer wind strolling through My goal is to stand on the bottom of my feet again Even if it means robbing then I got 'em in the street in Broad day and no this ain't of God's way, so I'm hoping If opportunity knocked, then mine locked, doors open [Verse 2] I'm living fast, but cash is moving slow in motion I'm going through ups and downs like I'm roller coasting Riding, hiding feelings behind a wide grin I almost died inside when I couldn't provide ends Meet, wish I could say life's been sweet In street drama, the thermometer blends heat Heat, I'm tryna find a way, depression is grew high I search for a blue sky, but I'm seein signs of gray I got a line I say, if I come with two And combine a trey, add a fourth I watch how these words on a pad'll morph into a rhyme This might get me out the sewer grime, many get stuck, few'll climb They pursue a crime because my city's so poor My n***a Jay got k**ed robbing this video store Tryna provide for his seed, seed He felt his world caving in, before the day that he bleed And indeed, greed will f** your mind if you give it brain Or give it head, that's one the same As long as blood's running through my hundred veins It'll come together whether the weather is sun or rain [Hook] [Verse 3] It's been another murder, where it never shine, shine Hustlers off in these streets, agin like fine wine Ever the lost souls at the age of nine, grind Grew eyes in the back of my head for who behind mine That backstab, smack dab in your stacked abs 'til it black scab, feel the pressure like cracked crab They say the streets is watching When clicks meet they leave you six feet inboxed in The block's been good to the hood, got hella bad Some young fellas that caught slippin, can tell he sad f** it, that's how it go, you just got to keep your eyes peeled Heard about some guys k**ed inside my old junior high's field They said a crackhead did it for white powder He fiending and so he left 'em leaning, I seen 'em To just a day ago, that's the way it go Where they ain't paying dough, so get to laying low [Outro] Man, make you want to do somethin crazy man Get on that 2Pac, Juice tip, get to robbing a liquor store or something