Cycle
Kid Buddha
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I be tryna explain to people man like Especially those outside looking in You see niggas dead in jail turn addicts buy you don't really understand how it got to that point Like most niggas pops was missin moms was either an addict Like if we homeless at 15 I ain't got no choice but to hustle We didn't sign up for this shit for real Lemme show you the world and how I see it through my vision Money on they books is what my niggas get for Christmas Lights on water running shit that most of us don't live in Round here we call you lucky if you ended up in prison Dads missing moms living off of government assistance Hope lost early on cause opportunities wasn't given Praying for a change lot of time on hopeless wishing But that's the hood cycle and this shit just keep on spinning Time and time again I kept asking where emotions went Numbness grew within cause early on we felt the hopelessness Lil kids to grown men always got it on our own n shit Addiction took my mom resulted in sleeping in the coldest whips Heart was in the streets cause we ain't really have a home as kids Gentrifying wasn't considered cause they forgot of us Parents also victims to the streets so that's who fathered us Tears shed In fear of going back to where I started from Survival of the fittest In my city how it always been Resentment for my hood cuz that shit really took my closest friends Ambition past the streets that's when I really had to focus in A way out wasn't real we could've never ever pictured this Santa can you pay my mommas bills on my Christmas list Don't even seem real thinking back to what I was living in Cycle keep repeating lost track on what the mission is Keep quiet and wipe the tears of my face when I reminisce Show you the world and how I see it through my vision Money on they books is what my niggas get for Christmas Lights on water running shit that most of us don't live in Round here we call you lucky if you ended up in prison Dads missing moms living off of government assistance Hope lost early on cause opportunities wasn't given Praying for a change lot of time on hopeless wishing But that's the hood cycle and this shit just keep on spinning Dope feens and killers was the hero's n the idols Heart froze over ice running through his vitals Pain got you searching shit I used to be just like you Used to pray and say one day that god will go n break the cycle But I Lost faith over time n I stopped talking to the Bible We ain't learn from our mistakes and this shit just keep repeating A city where shooting cool but you corny if you preaching Where the next nigga gotta stay starving if you eatin Blinded by conditions we ain't see a life beyond the streets Another lost nigga was the only thing they saw in me Better than the last was the shit that I forgot to be Influenced by the past so I ain't believe in myself Remember Looking in the mirror when was I seeking for help Remember speaking to the demons I was tryna find a meaning If I wanna stay eating then I'm squeezing niggas bleeding N this shit just keep repeating it's the cycle of this hell Lemme show you the world and how I see it through my vision Money on they books is what my niggas get for Christmas Lights on water running shit that most of us don't live in Round here we call you lucky if you ended up in prison Dads missing moms living off of government assistance Hope lost early on cause opportunities wasn't given Praying for a change lot of time on hopeless wishing But that's the hood cycle and the shit just keep on spinning They said that I was risking shit I never gave a f*ck about Times I should've I quit who would've thought that Idda stuck it out Ain't put it up to chance don't ever say I turned my luck around Sleeping on the floor could say I got it off the fucking ground Running in these streets over time know I was losing focus Caught myself slipping cause them other niggas never noticed Put back the pieces cause these streets done left me beat n broken Couldn't show weakness even when everything was seeming hopeless Sit downs in that station everyday I thought I seen my lowest Just a teen fighting cases memories that keep me going Another lost kid don't know why I chose to be the poet Dead or locked up that's what they wanted from the system We was only posed to be just some niggas from them buildings Desperation turned innocent souls straight into killers Lost a lot, shit made me numb right on that block you find my feelings Mom missing meals so we could eat I'm tight I had to witness Stamps for thanksgiving and donations gifts we got for Christmas I Really hope you can hear me and understand the shit I'm talking bout Poverty affected our vision and how we saw the route My people fell victim to cycle wit no option out
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