Esta (Producer) - Full Moon Blues lyrics

[Intro] Pray for the city [Verse 1] Believer in a hard place Sweet question mark, now you know that that's a far taste Ain't nothin' that sweet here, it's part taste Strip clubs and drinks so the girls could get below waist Materialistic, they see the dollar signs And droppin' a iPhone is more hectic than human traffic signs It's crazy cause we know the girls, they trafficking We went to high school together, dressin' like they were mannequins What's a man again? I don't know, this generation lost all they morals Put common sense in the trash, my man Got shot, so here we go again Another brother k**ed by another brother when we supposed to love each other, man [Bridge] They don't wanna see the light Roll another blunt, forget the world, and act full of life They don't wanna see the Christ I don't blame 'em cause our people actin' funny, they ain't actin' right What are we supposed to do here? [Verse 2] Man, I'm tired of all this bullcrap Why do we choose to live in fear? There's a chance just to make it right If you're against us in this vision allow me to make us distant As you can see a piece of me is kinda scared I live life in common fear that a bullet can make me ? And the stories they hit the air, and justice never be seen And the k**er talks on TV and he'll say he'll do it again And there's evil 'mongst all my friends, and there's evil all in the world Where a innocent little girl can get stripped from all of her pearls And a twelve year old little boy can get shot for playin' with toy guns I'm tired of lookin' over my shoulder like a pa** from quarterback These artifacts of a black man livin' in America Gunshots fillin' rows every week is not a stereotype The stereo ain't right All these weak artists promoting k**ing like gang life is the life I lost my cousin to that, I could of lost my brother to that This ain't no good kid in a mad city, this a good kid in a mad world I gotta pray everyday to be sane, this is a sad world Full moon blues