I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children
The innocent children, driven in the wrong division
Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done
I rap for the children who don't wanna be in the hood,
Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
There's children dying and i am crying
Killing men women and children day after day murdering in every way, the shits unimaginable,
Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle
Take me away away
Gangstas dying from day to day
She tryna get her groove back like stella, grab the umbrella
As you are suffering i will usher in, a new era
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