The getto from a split personality
Yo'
I love this hood, and the hood loves me ..
I hate this place, I just want to be free..
I see feen's its time to get this money ..
Are queens get raped when sex is cheap ..
Crack coccain , we stay in the game ..
We stay in the game yet an't shit changed
Rich folk drive round in lexus and beamers ..
Crossed the rail road track ,wound up with us niggas ..
Wrong place wrong time got lost and died 'go figger' ..
Found the beamer up In Baltimore after tina called the law ..
First born doughter of lisa and paul who is father of two suns ..
The bodys were never found no one ever brought down town ..
Read the story in the paper and I ask jesous how come ..
The were lead to my street the night loco' was drunk ..
With his gun showing off , late with no cares or ride to leave ..
Fresh of the boat' watching menis to socity and so we try to be ..
Gangsters and thugs, and yea hood lifes hard and loco got home ..
No cercern on his mind , but the grind and chaseing dimes ..
Just changed some lives little bryan was only five ..
Now on what side to I reside , I commit crimes but for real I cried ...
I'm no snich true to the hood and the dream to get rich ..
But this shit get me sick , they had three kids ' I can't take this ..
Revenge is a vertue and death and dis-honor are kin to the same ..
So then the fate we create like a train on tracks we lay ..
And we have no control of the brakes, unknowing which direction to face ..
I don't think you can relate but at any rate ..
I hope you take what I say serious, we need a change lets make 'em hear us..
