K.Rivers - Hell-Aware lyrics

[Verse 1: I.N.X]: Beat slayer from the belly of the beast Where you either live or die by the streets Die by the heat Saying get a burner up in Hell's Kitchen Where n***as ain't on milk cartons but they still missing Where lil' n***as skip gym but they still flipping Where they'll turn your scalp red, no Scottie Pippen Bulleyes turn white caps to Bull's fitted's Brown body with the cranberry tee Lying in the streets n***as go numb to means tryna' make a means n***as caught a body by the bus, I swear I heard the screams Matter fact, I probably slept to them sh**s Good n***a caught up in the mix Ain't that bout' a b**h This ain't a city for the weak hearted If your body ain't as strong as your spirit then they getting parted Where they k**ing for the art of it In the land where the devil roam domes in a chrome Cutless And you can catch a n***a bending in the two door Chronicles of a young Sith Lord Tryna' get more Bodies on floors Hands in the air with my foot in the door Come f** with your bul' out of Hell-Aware [Hook: I.N.X] The block is hell, the streets is hot More memorials here than parking spots Welcome to Hell-Aware Where you get guns before chest hair Only make it out if you blessed here Welcome to Hell-Aware The block is hell, the streets is hot Where nothing don't pop if the gun don't pop Welcome to Hell-Aware [Verse 2: K. Rivers]