Another One
Jay Nitz
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Every time i turn on the news Every time I turn Every time I turn on the news Theres a brother gunned down in the street And people don't care bout that Unless the nigga died by the police Every time I come through the hood They done put a young brother on a tee And y'all ain't give a f*ck about him Mother fucker let's keep it all g Every time I turn on the tube There's a mother crying on tv And people don't care about that Cause he died by the code of the street Every time I come through the hood Y'all done left a nigga under them sheets You don't give a f*ck about you So you wouldn't give a f*ck about me I said what I said Pops left for the dough dreams Fucked around became a dope fiend I hate the nigga died a crack head But with that said Boy you better keep ya nose clean And keep ya head on tilt Cause you could get killed Round here Thinking that this shits all good Get caught slipping in street It ain't even no beef Just the wrong nigga In the wrong hood Plus a little bit of ego Mixed with that evil And everyday niggas get shot Everyday We scream no justice no peace And f*ck the police But the streets gonna lie to your face Niggas know who did it But niggas that's snitching Street niggas know they can't go to the cops Niggas outside with them hundred round clips For the boy Guaranteed somebody son getting shot He'd die for what he repping Anytime any section So when he ride he gone slide Every time with his weapon Never mind who is present They gonna die in his presence Cause his pride at this time Is more prized than their essence Niggas got to go though You know Just adhering to the codes of the street You know it's ride for the guys Its an eye for an eye Until a child get Caught up in your beef Every time I turn on the news Theres a brother gunned down in the street And people don't care bout that Unless the nigga died by the police Every time I come through the hood They done put a young brother on a tee And y'all ain't give a f*ck about him Mother fucker let's keep it all g Every time I turn on the tube There's a mother crying on tv And people don't care about that Cause he died by the code of the street Every time I come through the hood Y'all done left a nigga under them sheets You don't give a f*ck about you So you wouldn't give a f*ck about me I said what I said I try to tell em But they don't want to listen They lack determination And they full of inhibitions Niggas is bitches Til niggas get em a pistol Then they vicious Ready to get malicious And go against the consensus Or kill a nigga for speaking You lil niggas got demons The lot of you needing God Time to talk to a deacon I'm practicing what I preach Watch how I walk when I'm speaking Just cause I talk with a purpose Don't mean I don't got the heater That weapons for my protection I wish that I didn't need it I wish that you didn't either For every little discretion Every bit of aggression Perceived as a transgression Means leaving niggas slumped Is the only reasonable measure Like how is we posed to grow When we dying bout every second A mother crying Cause the next child dying was her second Child she lost this year Over niggas repping A block they don't own And never will With these methods You rather listen to the Masses? Or the pastor preaching Mother grieving While she's weeping About your past achievements Thinking about a time in life Where you didn't have a grievance Maybe a different life With a different sequence Instead living life Like its nigga hunting season I mean Weren't you given life For a different reason Be careful of the things That you go seizing Cause when you live by the gun You gonna die squeezing Every time I turn on the news Theres a brother gunned down in the street And people don't care bout that Unless the nigga died by the police Every time I come through the hood They done put a young brother on a tee And y'all ain't give a f*ck about him Mother fucker let's keep it all g Every time I turn on the tube There's a mother crying on tv And people don't care about that Cause he died by the code of the street Every time I come through the hood Y'all done left a nigga under them sheets You don't give a f*ck about you So you wouldn't give a f*ck about me I said what I said
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