Trunk Knockas - Newark Intro lyrics

[Verse 1] I wake up, pop another chill pill Praying these n***as don't k** me before this deal will I don't eat off every plate, I pay the bill still Drove through the hood last week, n***as getting k**ed still Just got that "why Bishop hit Steel?" feel That starving "never had a meal chasing a meal" feel Little fresh, playing daddy (?) and chess Thinking three moves ahead, premeditate before the k** feel When you up they wanna see you down And when you down they don't give a f** No random text and they ain't picking up It get late and then them triggers bust Trapped in a hole. Cook it and cut it and bag it […] Family to feed, he really just praying them packages go Cold outside, the strongest survive Did some sh** that was even wrong in my eyes [Hook] A place where everybody sin And an enemy could look like a friend – Newark A place where some crooked a** cops steady running around banging, momma gotta be your pops – Newark Trying to make something out of nothing, chasing bread All these crabs in a bucket, they want me dead Cane k**ed Abel, that ain't your brother Momma deuce doing […] when nanna playing mother – Newark [Verse 2] Another flight leave at 10 again Be back in a while Another news flash, another kid gone, another Zimmerman Speaking of that case I said "while" k**ed a kid in the hood and left with a smile My homie k**ed a n***a in the hood and lost trial Ain't chilled with cuz since, he still ain't back right now Can't forget him at all One of the reasons I spit it this raw I just ain't record (?) I could be behind him and he reminding y'all of me with bars We pray that we never get out of here Your brother, your sister, your aunt and your momma here Snakes, rats, gorillas, sharks, apes, some llamas here Ironic, you trying to live, and everybody dying here Old 'Kiss got me reminiscing Sitting low, Swan driving, trying to hit a victim Newark proud across the chest It's no place like home, I think Dorothy said it best [Hook] [Verse 3] Thinking about all the sh** that I've accomplished Still feel unaccomplished Got the Batman fans watching, told them I got them If this don't work, it's back to robbin' Just trying to fill the freezer, me and my accomplice Won't starve again, I promise Them choppers still down in the basement Timberlands still on the pavement Past done flashed in my brain in pain, I try to erase it Memories that only haunt me in my dreams I still taste my own blood, I still hear them screams Grandma texts me she proud but I curse too much Wanted to text her back "you church too much" Whatever that mean, just trying to do this rap thing She pray for me more than I do, so you know what that means Means she probably right, sh**, I could die tonight Slipping alone, no strap, no homie that's gone ride in sight They say: you wanna get to Heaven, gotta go through Hell first So this for that lil n***a that wanted to eat But gotta make a sale first Wasn't good with math cla** but he know how that scale work Never went to Disney, well, he'll probably go to jail first For shorty who got pregnant by a lame She trying to be a mother, he out trying to get stained Outside it gets so f**ing cold Only could try and stay warm when it's your f**ing home Outside it gets so f**ing cold Only could try and stay warm when it's your f**ing home [Hook]