A Walk Thru the Valley

A Walk Thru The Valley -Masta Ace Incorporated

As I walk through the valley of one eighty seven land

No matter what state what city what town

I can see there's no place to run no place to hide

I could be in the crosshairs of somebody somewhere

I wanna ask why

But I ain't got time for that

I gotta keep moving on

Or be the next one to die

I walk through the valley of no man's land

Saying peace slapping fives and holding up those two fingers

To the many nine millimeter automatic pistol toting young men

That roam everywhere

I wonder what will be the next small incident

That will cause one of them to pull out

And spray bullets recklessly in every direction

Will my grandmother be on her way to the store

For a loaf of bread and a TV guide at that very moment

As I walk through the valley at night

I'm thinking I don't know that brother walking across the

Street in the black hoodie so he may be a threat to me

He's thinking I don't know that brother walking across the

Street in the blue hoodie so he may be a threat to me

What's going through out minds

As we reach down into our waistlines

And pull out the tools the heaters the scraps

The biscuits the GATS

The jammies the grips with the clips

All placed there purposely by them

Here niggas sixteen shooter made specially just for you

What goes through our minds at that moment

When a brother's at the other end of our barrel

About to catch a hot piece of steel

And take his last breath

What goes through our minds

What's going through our minds

As we walk through the valley