Right Mind E

Took my people out they right mind. This won't last forever. Make the most. Yeah. Steady rain, the drizzle intensifies. Meanwhile, street feuds begin to rise. Tension amongst men with kin who ride. Then friends spin within enemy lines. Then again, seems like infinity times. Back and forth till more of the enemy dies. You can see the last breath in the wintry Skies. You can tell that stress can trigger a Mind. Living hell, those shells can trigger a mind. Suicide, everyone else figured it's fine. Do or die where death can hinder your drive. On the wrong road chasing the women in shine. Got a stronghold over the killings and crime. With the wrong codes, you can just feel it Inside. Never-ending cycle where the Hennessy cries. Steady rain, the drizzle intensifies. Yo. It's like the nighttime took my people out Their right mind. It's crazy out here, Man. Straight up. Hey, yo. It's like the nighttime took my people out their Right mind. Yeah. Mid-west shit. Uh, talk to 'em. Yeah. Pour one on the curb for those that's Gone. I roll one at the crib and smoke Alone. No respect for the ones that broke the Code. I say prayer for the ones they rolling On. It hurts more than a wound, a broken Bone. Get dirty in Detroit and you don't belong. Some know all the words and quote your song. Same ones'll kick your door with smoke and chrome. Broken souls raised in broken homes. Broken oaths left them broke and bold. Unsolved when the shit got old and cold. Unresolved Dissolve when they when come they come to Slow to slow your roll. Your roll. No No talking talking outta out this Of if this you if you owe, owe, you Owe. you owe. Retaliation, dumped in a hole below. That's how it is at the crib when you're Wrong, you're wrong. Pour one on the curb for those that's gone. It's like the nighttime Took my people out they right mind. Yeah. Yeah. It's like the nighttime took my people out they Right mind. Ayo, when night falls and it's 20 below, The gun blows. Timber boots mark the trail in The snow. The way of life in the 'go, Niggas is lawless, cops is heartless. The only peace is in a coffin. The streets swipe souls in the hood often. Take risks, not caring what it's costing. From Compton to the Austin, brothers die. Sounds of mothers cries, feeling the pain inside. Hustling to survive, the job to stay alive, It's war time. Ten thousand hour mastery turns to Blasphemy. Envy inspires gunfire, Claiming casualties. The world we living in is tearing down our Dreams, and it seems we never wake up from This nightmare. Blowing in the night air, The spirit of Satan inside the man waiting with The uniform with his gun drawn. He yells, "Freeze," with no regard to the life. He mows down a brother for being black, The wrong color. We suffer in the nighttime. Yo. It's like the nighttime took my people out They right mind. Yeah. It's crazy out here, man. Straight up. Ayo. It's like the nighttime took my people out they Right mind. Yeah. Midwest shit. Uh, talk to 'em.