I from the, east side of the west of the south side
A seed that sprouted out of a breed of pride
And grew up on them outlaw riders
Now im reping, 'em south western tribes
Black Jews and I don't know we we're left out of the bible
But what you expect when a white man's the writer
We born soldiers
Molded by the summer solstice
And can't be broken
Cause ain't thing colder
Then them desert nights
And lord know if i'm to go or do it over
Go on put right backs on this corner
In my second life
To kick it with my niggas still living within this sizzling skillet
Sweating under the pressure
Praying we never let up
Whatever the measures
Whatever the weight you benching
Fuck odds yo you play those cards
Homie settings for dead men
Lord
I'm from the city of the faithless
I try pray but can't shake this
On this side keep that nice guy side for your late night shift
Cause, right now I'm on my day shift
On my, to busy getting paid shit
Cause this money is something faith in
Living in the city faceless
Am tryna get high Aladdin man
Not overdose am talking growth
Climbing ladders man
In the city where the under-stand
Or fall depends on where their hunger lands them
That's if a bullet or copper don't compromise their planing
I swear there's shade dim the light
But couldn't hide the damage
Vivid as pictures that's taken you just don't see the camera
Too many questions they swaying
Nobodies got the answers
Role models missing they cooking rock in the kitchen
Could their lives in an instant
But fuck survival decision to risk it all they willing
(risk it all they willing)
Blink and someones missing
Part of the city's system
No pardons around here
No, go cop a garden
Or liquor by the corner store on any block
I swear they running from pain but do I blame them not
A seed that sprouted out of a breed of pride
And grew up on them outlaw riders
Now im reping, 'em south western tribes
Black Jews and I don't know we we're left out of the bible
But what you expect when a white man's the writer
We born soldiers
Molded by the summer solstice
And can't be broken
Cause ain't thing colder
Then them desert nights
And lord know if i'm to go or do it over
Go on put right backs on this corner
In my second life
To kick it with my niggas still living within this sizzling skillet
Sweating under the pressure
Praying we never let up
Whatever the measures
Whatever the weight you benching
Fuck odds yo you play those cards
Homie settings for dead men
Lord
I'm from the city of the faithless
I try pray but can't shake this
On this side keep that nice guy side for your late night shift
Cause, right now I'm on my day shift
On my, to busy getting paid shit
Cause this money is something faith in
Living in the city faceless
Am tryna get high Aladdin man
Not overdose am talking growth
Climbing ladders man
In the city where the under-stand
Or fall depends on where their hunger lands them
That's if a bullet or copper don't compromise their planing
I swear there's shade dim the light
But couldn't hide the damage
Vivid as pictures that's taken you just don't see the camera
Too many questions they swaying
Nobodies got the answers
Role models missing they cooking rock in the kitchen
Could their lives in an instant
But fuck survival decision to risk it all they willing
(risk it all they willing)
Blink and someones missing
Part of the city's system
No pardons around here
No, go cop a garden
Or liquor by the corner store on any block
I swear they running from pain but do I blame them not
( E9uals )
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