KA - To Hull and Back lyrics

[Chorus] You named them hustlers, k**ers, fiends, ex-cons I called them cousins, aunts, pops, moms To you? Hoodlums, crackheads, gunmens To me? Just neighbors, cla**mates, young friends [Verse 1] Hardened at a tender age Learned every trick, every trade Shoulda been looking at the books Instead of mastering the cooking and the jooks With all I've grown to see With no help with wealth what else I was gon' be? I know them deeds in my head is foul But when that belly growl its yelling now ...its yelling now Best goons in the next room Sun down in gun town, catch wreck soon Stale living got me risking a fresh tune Rolls out the ghetto to peddle, let's bloom Won't be surprised if guys ran up shootin' Stunnin' work, from the dirt, can't uproot me The truth, I never tire of tellin' it Under this roof, not a desired dwellin' Strips hard after discharge flying shellings Another petty fight, every night is yelling Childhood memories of wild hood felonies Quick shrug if you get good sellin' these [?] true rhyme, you prone for fakin' No pork, afford to walk home to bacon Speak for streets but hearts are aching Betta stop asking and start taking... ...When that belly growl its yellin' now Breathe heated moments frozen in poem No need for team I goes it alone If you came to frame me I pose with the chrome Coke that is broken, it's the woes of my home Known to stem then from when we had shackles Never planned to be a family tree of bad apples Befuddled, how come my struggle extendin' hard? Is it payback from way back, offendin' god? True fact occurred to me, life's harsh It's too black and dirty to whitewash To be a model citizen take a lot of groomin' And in the hallways there's always a body loomin Blessed cops ain't k**ed me young Reppin' blocks not knowin' where we really from For that savoured gravy we holdin' biscuits Thought drug traffickin was our road to riches Not just wordplay, serious sentences Laid back style, still hearing the emphasis Do notes, never netted by blue coats My anatomy is live reality I don't do hoax No petty minds, it's heavy lines with few quotes We'll see who drinks, who sinks, who floats [Chorus] You named them hustlers, k**ers, fiends, ex-cons I called them cousins, aunts, pops, moms To you? Hoodlums, crackheads, gunmens To me? Just neighbors, cla**mates, young friends [Outro - Dialog] You know it hurts me that my people are not seeking themselves first. If black women and men knew who they really are you couldn't find a ghetto in America. Trust me. We don't know because we've been robbed of our knowledge. We've been robbed of our greatness. Of our great people and what they contributed to this world. We've been robbed of it. Unless one seeks it you'll never know [Production by Preservation]