Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Neighborhood, artist - Terrace Martin. Album song Village Days, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Sounds Of Crenshaw
Song language: English
Neighborhood |
Lately I been savin more money |
I know snitches get stitches |
See I been in the ghetto, |
And if you know me, I’m gon get it (Yeah) |
Everything I do |
I do it all for you |
Everything I do, I do it all for you (Uh huh) |
Nothin like a new day, in a new world |
Nothin like a new day, in a new world |
(Feelin like a new world baby) |
Aye, where you from fool? |
This ain’t the neighborhood that you come to |
Tell me whatcha bangin homie, red or blue |
If we decide to off him |
Homicide comin ain’t nobody talkin |
Plead the 5th amendment, everybody walkin |
That’s how it all goes when the dice roll out |
And the elements test what you all about |
Another life gone as the world goes round |
I know it’s so cold, all these lost souls |
Lately I been savin more money |
I know snitches get stitches |
See I been in the ghetto, |
And if you know me, I’m gon get it (Yeah) |
Everything I do |
I do it all for you |
Everything I do, I do it all for you (Uh huh) |
Nothin like a new day, in a new world |
Nothin like a new day, in a new world |
(Feelin like a new world baby) |
I’m from where cops roll around |
Gunshots, it ain’t no warnings |
The ones that say they love you to death |
Be plotting on you |
Niggas get football numbers for playin the corner |
Home invasion, yeah they all in ya crib like they Willona |
Penny for thoughts nigga get lost |
Shootin like when white folks do crime |
The wigga be off |
God help us |
Cause even the minister sinister dark |
Yeah, you smilin but you’re energy speaking grimace remarks |
This is art |
Our heros become murals |
Crackers they make examples out the nigga in the struggle |
Who let fiends get a sample |
Yeah the kid that’s tired of pulling dirty clothes out the hamper |
That his brother handed to him |
Cause his mother never had it, yeah |
His father was an addict |
Granny had to pick up the slack |
Cause she knows what truly matters to him |
I’m grateful for that influence, uh |
Bible on the dash |
Jesus take the wheel |
Steer me from my past |
My dreams never belly up |
I’m hype behind the cam |
Don’t ever throw the baby out |
With the diaper bag |
Lately I been savin more money |
I know snitches get stitches |
See I been in the ghetto, |
And if you know me, I’m gon get it (Yeah) |
Everything I do |
I do it all for you |
Everything I do, I do it all for you (Uh huh) |
Nothin like a new day, in a new world |
Nothin like a new day, in a new world |
(Feelin like a new world baby) |
The rat race |
The paper chase |
The unending maze |
Seems to fade |
Around the days |
That some call holy |
But even that can cause |
Other wise men |
To argue mangers and halos |
With karma and rainbows |
And turned the only time |
That earth agrees on family |
In to some form of greek tragedy |
The way I see it |
We can call these, Village days |
Where regardless of the reason |
We get to see some of |
The loved ones we missed |
During the run and rip of life |
Let’s count our blessings right |
And make ways for the days |
Of the village |