[Lyric] Lost in Hell (Denzil Porter)

Now, as I’m walking through the shadows and the streets are getting narrow, I can feel the fire in my chest. I see a homie in the corner, with a belt tying his arm up, claiming that he found a cure for stress. Look to my right I see a fight, a fist just turn into a knife, he bust a move and put two in his chest. I look to my left, another mom is stressed. Plus he just became a father, so his baby mama holding on his newborn, baby with the two horns, hell is hot, but they get out the hood while its lukewarm
And demons fly around all day, watching how you operate, just to come and take what you own. And homie said he got to get laid, and shorty can’t believe she got AIDS, but she gotta get paid, and she gon sleep with him anyway, she gon sleep with him anyway
Chorus : And where do we go from here, I don’t know. I don’t care. I just know I gotta get out of here. I gotta get out of here. And where do we go from here, I don’t know. I don’t care. I just know I gotta get out of here. I gotta get out of here
I met this kid who was depressed and went to school with a weapon that he found under his father’s bed. He said the bullies need a lesson, start bussing his Smith and Wesson, yelling out how he wants them dead
Two homies grew up together, but true one was living better, while the other still up on the streets. He ran up in his crib, took his bread, and shot him up in his head, and said “Sorry brother I gotta eat”. This morning my neighbor, he killed his wife and kids, committed suicide because he found out that it wasn’t his. Baby mothers styling with their bruises, and racism is higher, they use barb wires for nooses, and calling out for peace is like you asking for confusion, the police will chop your fingers if you try to chuck the deuces, because you in too deep. I said you’re in too deep
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As I sit on this rock and I think to myself, what would I become if I didn’t think for myself. As I sit on this rock and I think to myself, what would I become if I didn’t think for myself. I wouldn’t be alert for when the evil souls disperse and they take over like a curse, and put somebody in a hearse, being distracted by the thought of fast money and how it works, and I probably think about it, after I shoot first
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When I woke up this morning, its just violence on the news. It’s the life we’re brought into, no its not the life we choose. He had to catch a body because he had to get some food. Since he got nothing to live for, than he had nothing to lose. Since he got nothing to live for, you got nothing to lose. And since you got nothing to live for, than you got nothing to lose
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