Nick Rio - 221 State Of Mind lyrics

(Intro - Djiby) Yeah Coming from a place like where I'm from You gotta learn to learn by yourself Thing is we always neglect horrible situations we placed when we only put ourselves in them But I speak for my generation (Verse 1) 3 am street lights on, dime roads, crackheads laying on abandoned lawns Raise my head headphones on, i'll pretend they ain't there like I am in my own zone Gotta stay subtile Prepare my knuckles Look around for them thugs, snake in a jungle Don't be trynna act tough, you'll fall into trouble These n***as ain't got nothing to lose They already lost it all These streets play by no rules You just try to ball These cats ain't got nothing to do Back against the wall Our role models criminals Roll by the millions Change up all of the syllables Claim that they just civilians (Hook) All I want for my city is that y'all commit to a reason, convicted to ambition or its Armageddon What y'all call freedom is not what you are living You can't call yourself free if you ain't self-dependent These people y'all call heroes are just here to add up zeroes To their bank accounts claiming that you all stupid negroes "f** an*lyzing I guess that I'm doing fine" Thats that 221 state of mind (Interlude - Bob Marley) When you have political violence The youth fighting the youth for the politicians Then I really feel sick See, I find none of them really doing good for the people Its divide and rule (Verse 2) So tell me who goin' save us? Gotta bunch of n***as who'd k** for some geisha Dont catch feelings, cold heart like amnesia Gotcha asking why I don't care bout Obama I'm trynna set my brothers free Separate the good from the bad that don't mean that the bad ain't good That just mean if you getting on the path of a righteous man 
you ain't gotta spend your whole life in the hood Rather play some Pac smoke weed when the message in the song clearly states that you gotta get on your feet 18 year old father with no goal, when you can't feed your daughter, who your daughter goin' feed? Cops on the radar looking for a lead with no facts so we all look like felonies k** a n***a dead cause he looked like a threat word to Zimmerman Trayvon rest in peace Injustice of this world got me thinking bout ending me, that'll make me a bigger hypocrite So I spend my life trynna better another life till I turn to ashes like a tip of cigarette Go ahead and trynna figure it Why am I so concerned? Cause in my veins flow the blood of those that yall burned (Hook) All I want for my city is that y'all commit to a reason, convicted to ambition or its Armageddon What y'all call freedom is not what you are living You can't call yourself free if you ain't self-dependent These people y'all call heroes are just here to add up zeroes To their bank accounts claiming that you all stupid negroes "f** an*lyzing I guess that I'm doing fine" Thats that 221 state of mind