Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ya Hear Me , by - 9th Wonder. Song from the album Sunday, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.09.2007
Record label: 6 Hole
Song language: English
Ya Hear Me |
| I’ve been living so foul so long, I swear |
| I think it’s the only way I know how to live |
| The streets made a monster in Jozeemo |
| I might need some help |
| Let’s go |
| The streets is all I know, the drugs is what I do |
| The crime is a damn shame, God, you hear me? |
| The streets is all I know, the drugs is what I do |
| The crime is a damn shame |
| You want to talk about hammers? |
| Well I own some |
| You want to talk about cases? |
| Well I got a few |
| Probably ‘cause I shot at you |
| I’m from the east side of Durham where the cops patrol |
| And live by the code «lock and load» |
| Glocks explode and grandmothers end up crying |
| Half the time, the wrong nigga always end up dying |
| What’s a daddy? |
| Ain’t nobody got them, we got to suffer |
| Knowing some dirty nigga in the back fucking our mother |
| School shopping, got two outfits, the other kids noticed |
| Started joking, shit, I ain’t been back since |
| I was a little nigga fiending to eat |
| And when the weather got cold, I found out the true meaning of heat |
| Fuck a radiator kerosene |
| I was 11 years old with a nine, I was strapped with a inf beam |
| Way too young for this grown man shit |
| But I’ll be damned if I’m on clutching with a two-hand grip |
| Come on |
| The streets is all I know, the drugs is what I do |
| The crime is a damn shame, God, you hear me? |
| Yo |
| I heard of CREAM but the DREAM seem astounding |
| ‘Cause in my hood, drugs rule everything around me |
| Never hit the mall, the booth will bring the stores to you |
| It’s amazing what some hard can do |
| Make a mother take the food right out of a child’s mouth |
| A preacher get to losing religion and wild out |
| I’ve seen it all first hand |
| All-nighters on the block scared as fuck trying to bubble off my first gram |
| I got robbed, I got punched in the eye |
| And said «fuck it», next nigga try to play me got to die |
| So before I got posted up, 40-cal holsted up |
| Been about my life, took the strip and lit the whole shit up |
| That’s when the beef came, the hood had my back, jack |
| So that’s when the east came and Jozee got the street fame |
| The LOV was running shit, we had it locked, stocked, and barreled |
| Thorough, that’s even before the summer hit |