Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In My Hood, artist - Şevin. Album song P4MH: Church in tha Jungle, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.08.2017
Record label: hog mob muzik
Song language: English
In My Hood |
Yuh |
Look around you man |
What do you see? |
Yeah |
In my hood, C’mon |
In my hood we need prayer |
But no one cares |
(Welcome to this living hell |
Where only the Lord can get us well) |
In my hood in my hood |
Such despair |
We need prayer we need prayer |
(Welcome to the terror dome |
Where sufferin’s all we’ve ever known) |
Ay |
The youngin’s where I stay’ll |
Wake the day up with a ‘kata like it’s nothin to it |
Hit ya up |
Then get a rush |
While you gushin' fluid |
Get it soft, whip it raw |
Put some cut into it |
Ten toes to the tar |
Mobbin' in that bucket Buick |
Ah |
Every nigga in it’s with the business |
Slidin' ridin' with a life sentence |
Relentless for the scratch |
Got a batch counting minutes |
Pills crisp crack black |
And a couple pounds of spinach |
And they lock it down in 'jects |
Then serving it to the tenants |
Hoodies on the dudes mane |
Murderous apprentice |
Just might burn ya |
Ike Turner he’s a menace |
Go ahead and light that burner |
Pot churner he’s a chemist |
Block so scarred off amphetamines and Guiness |
Tryin to floss so hard that he’ll never need a dentist |
He failed outta school |
But he’s hardly a retard |
Street smart, G card |
Not a blemish for real |
In my hood |
In my hood |
We need prayer |
But no one cares |
In my hood |
In my hood |
Such despair |
We need prayer |
We need prayer |
My rellies married to the hood |
No pre-nup |
Ain’t nothing on they ring finger |
Something chunky on the hip that’ll steam clean ya |
Rock N' Roll let the Bruce Springsteen ya |
Dream team of the beam and you ain’t seen meaner |
Nah my niggas die young or forever ball |
Fully convinced of the lie that they will never fall |
They settle all |
Broad day with the fully thang |
So never brawl on Broadway with the bully gang |
And smoke get yo face knocked nigga |
50 round clip even stray shots hit ya |
They washin' niggas over grams of base rock mista |
You better not never let them state cops get ya |
Federal indictment’s is burying blacks |
Between them gang enhancements and terrorist acts |
Losing the future got me real sick |
Real spit I’m praying the truth he will get |
Free lil' Nick! |
In my hood |
In my hood |
We need prayer |
But no one cares |
In my hood |
In my hood |
Such despair |
We need prayer |
We need prayer |
They say what’s the use of changing' |
Can’t nobody blame them for the way they are |
They were born in hell |
They just learn to play they part |
These pigs ain’t tryin' to help these kids the way they say they are |
But it’s time to break the glass and get up out that JAR |
Huh |
That paper gon' enslave you 'fore it saves you nig |
When you locked away that knot you play wit' |
Ain’t gon' raise your kids |
And it ain’t gon' save your soul |
Cuz you can’t buy him out |
Ain’t no excuses He’s the truth to what you lyin' bout |
God exists |
Homie it’s obvious it’s a basic fact |
There’s no debate |
The nation’s just faithless |
So they won’t face the facts |
So you walk away from your creator to make your paper stack |
But ain’t no guarantee he’ll take you back |
Why would you play with that? |
It’s so disgusting |
How they treat Him though he chose to love ‘em |
But he’s no sucker |
He will sleep you niggas Robitussin |
I don’t want for nothing |
I ain’t ballin' and don’t need to be |
Greedy too easily can keep you blind from what you need to see |
How you desert your kids |
And neglect your fam |
The way you love no chick |
And you respect no man |
And you reject the hand that feeds |
You trying to feed yourself |
You ain’t concerned with pleasing God |
You trying to please yourself |
You’re a slave to your behavior he can break them chains |
Cuz when the grave is where they lay ya |
It’s too late for change |
They say live for the moment enjoy your prideful pleasure |
But when you die you fry forever |
RECEIVE CHRIST |
In my hood |
In my hood |
We need prayer |
But no one cares |
In my hood |
In my hood |
Such despair |
We need prayer |
We need prayer |