J Dilla - A Chicago Child lyrics

[Intro] No love [Verse 1] I'm 19, gotta give me a nine Cause I live among this city with crime I mean the grittiest kind On the block, gotta get on my grind I stand on cop cars screaming the city is mine See my mama in the living room on her knees praying Guess he in the sky, sh** God ain't here Bless for me, please don't say that son I don't want to lose you, you don't want to lose me You don't need that gun Mama please let my arm go If I don't carry this I don't see tomorrow Please save all that for another night That church sh** couldn't save my brother life These other boys out here carrying they automatics They throwing out the shot gun like quarterbacks See I'm tired of the lows, so I'm getting high What's the point of life when we all finna' die Please tell me what I'm supposed to do What you trying to tell me, I should vote for who? Is Obama gone bring my brother back? Ask God will he bring my cousin back See ya'll can make the laws without me Ain't no secret service standing all around me On your news cast talking all about me, like you really all about me No love [Hook] See I don't dream and I don't cry No love Can't you hear the soundtrack Bring me along, bring me along [Verse 2] Walking down the block with my armor Watch this karma, blood on my Jordans Watchers recording, the old folks calling po-po, they never came Reporters saying reporter, tell me who was here to blame? I put it on the internet, world star homicide This is my pain that you finna' idealize Making sure the world know my brother name They see his k**er face and they see me do the same I seen him on a Saturday, met him in the alley way Ain't no where to run now it's time to retaliate Blood everywhere got us looking like anime Go and tell his mama that his son ain't finna' graduate They say we living lost in disaster In all your judgement I never heard answers Tell me go to school, well I ain't in the mood Living by my own rules with my gun on the dashboard [Outro] Yeah See I don't dream and I don't cry No love Can't you hear the soundtrack Bring me along, bring me along