I got a partner who been gone for 11 flat
And I ain't seen him since he's been gone imagine that
A young nigga in the hood I grew up in
Fightin a battle in the system that no one wins
And all these niggas go for bad when they lose friends
Gettin impossible to tie up all the loose ends
My homeboy lost his sista in a car wreck
He's still alive but through her eyes he done saw her death
And when he came he was violent
And when he left she was silent (silent)
Aint no other way left to describe it
You tellin niggas keep they heads up you fool you
When they killin niggas like they used to
And ain't no muthafuckin body fightin back
Pretty soon they gon be hangin blacks (why?)
Cause niggas won't react we're takin eye 4 an eye
And a tooth for a tooth do them bitches like they do us
Cockin back and shoot
(Chorus #1)
Lock and load standin at the end of the road
Glocks explode you muthafuckas reap what you sow
Lock the doors ain't nobody leavin alive
At the end of the line we gotta die
(chorus2)
That's why we're takin eye 4 an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
Do them bitches like they do us
Cockin back and shoot
Lock and load standin at the end of the road
Glocks explode
You ride 4 me I ride 4 you
(Verse 2)
And when you pop them muthafuckas
You pop them bitches till they stop bleedin
I'm coming through and my glock leadin
And they stop breathin
You tell his muthafuckin mama:'stop grievin'
Cause we're not leavin
Until she know how to feels to lose a loved one
Muthafuck' a redneck racist
(Fuck that nigga let's slug one nigga)
Tie the bitch up by his ankles to the back of a truck
drag his ass till his body parts rip the fuck up
(Chorus #1)
(Verse 3)
That's why I'm keepin my peace of mind
Poverty destruction to be destroy
Everything that it touches
Leavin niggas on cruches
And the whole neighborhood in pain
We bow our heads and continue to pray
(Chorus #1 + #2)
(Verse 4)
You disrespect our community when you come arounds Sendin us black ministers to calm us down
Bitch fuck peace and the police
Until the bullshit cease it's a war in the belly of the beast
I'm a Nat Turner learner,I keep my finger on the fuckin trigga
I ain't scared like these other niggas
Black life bein lost to you cannibal types
While you're fightin over animal rights
You cannibal types
Decapitate 'em like they did dude
And leave em rottin' in the woods
Leave em sittin there for bird food
It's cold blooded
Cause we can't get a fair shot
We're doin' 20 years for dime rocks
Three strikes and shit for niggas and the vatos
Not for the crackers up in Pine Oaks and I hope (I hope)
But painfully we're all ove
