The Neighborhood feat. Lil Herb,Cocaine 80s

歌詞

James Fauntelroy: Thousand lives ago we were young and we didn't know We were trading our crowns for our souls Made the sacrifice headed back to the light But be careful don't drown in the cold I know it glows but it's cold I'm from the other side of town Out of bounds to anybody who don't live around I never learnt to share or how to care I never had no teaching about being fair Have you ever heard of black stone around black stones And 4CHs, Vice Lords, Stony Island oasis The concrete matrix, street organizations The gay violations, hood public relations It was the basics to get big faces Stay away from cases Bad broads, good graces The hustlers was the taste-makers And trendsetters They the ones that fed us hopin' that the feds don't get us The era of Reagan and terror Of Bush, crack babies mamas a push We were the products of Bush I'm wishin' for a samurai Suzuki and a little Gucci A bad hoe to BBB do me You heard of flookey Stokes it was folks and coke and dope Fiends choked off a smoke hair and bones and rope Red jewels of a generation Diamonds, blindin' us the real shit we facin' 40's wastin' on seats Dion makin' the beats When the air it out at them parties we escape in the heat I can break it down like whatever you need He squinted his face and rolled the weed Lil Herb: Have you ever heard of No Limit 300, 600 Fawley boy old block East side where it ain't no conversation they just let them heats ride Can't nobody stop the violence Why my city keep lyin' N***** throw up peace signs but everybody keeps dyin' Used to post up on that strip I look like a street sign I've been out there three days and I got shot at three times Feel like every bullet hit me when they flew out each nine I'll be happy when I wake up and I have a free mind I know haters wanna clap me up Watch the morgue wrap me up But they can catch me later I've been coolin' chasin' paper But where I come from ain't no hope if you was claimed and that was major Small crib big fam Mama's workin' Granny raised us No food in the 'frigerador I was banging pullin' capers that's real shit Same n**** from day one boy Yeah I'm still wit Better watch out for that jump shot 'Cause they will hit Hungry take your shorty's lunch box and won't feel shit I came from a place where it's basic but you don't make it Feds building cases judges who racist and full of hatred, I mean You ain't never seen the shit that I seen