See No Evil

I don't read the XXL

Told em 45 the church think I'm destined for hell oh well

Blood tears off the face of my Jesus Piece

It's bloodshed feel the cracks in my city streets

I'm from the crack of them city streets

Used to sell crack in them city streets born in Blood nigga

In a coma five days life of a thug nigga

Momma ain't show grandma almost pulled the plugged the nigga

Used to pull the gun out just because of cause niggas

Five shots to the head cause I'm a Blood nigga

Nuttin' brewing but suwoo'ing where the f**k I'm from

You lucky if you make it out of Compton ask Andre Young

Smell the scent of dead bodies ridin' down Green Leaf

No peace so don't get caught up with no piece

F**k Fatburger we cooking that real beef

Momma's mourning they sons I'm talking real grief

Real funerals of them lost Juveniles

Trying to be generals be missing your dinner now huh

Say it's a blessing when you die in ya sleep

Cause the coroner don't need no sheets capishe

I'm sayin' stop playing wrap him up in what he lay in

Fold a nigga arms now a caskets what he pray in Compton streets raised me

Can't tell my grandma nothing bout her baby you crazy

I said she see no evil

She gonna knock it at all

You want to see tomorrow you promise not to talk

Say we on our way now I'm a see you again

And when they ask you questions you just answer

What happened then

What happened then

I live this life at a pace that anyone can go

Know your place and dedicate your role to the faith that you'll die alone

Trace your steps when I do step in a fire of broken bones

And I require my heart's desire and when I reap what I sew

I bought my momma a Benz my boobie a jag

A cut for my dogs with a roof full of glass

But still I be feeling like none of my light never casts

Out of that black cloud that's been watered down since my first chopper blast

But f**k that I'm not worried even when discouraged

Skirt off makin' them hurt off I should have hurt them in a hurry

Dirt off all under my fingers dirt all of 'em gon is gone

Shirt off when precesure resuscitation came early

I need you to keep quiet as a mouse

Which is ironic cause rats is what I'm talking about

I'm hearin the sonics of gun fire

The whispers the silent cries even though I know it's an eye for an eye

You want to go to Compton Nigga I'll take you there

Hough City bodies get burnt butt-naked here

Respect the code a nigga's calling from the pen

Colombian neck-ties on the outside from within

And then your momma never see you again

Casket to never wake up plastered in MAC make-up huh

Niggas can't hear you talking from the sky

And only five year olds see your ghost when you die no lie

Call my catchers up to all you head honchos

2 Dome shots in that head Griselda Blanco

Shit get real though inside the Foxhills though

Nigga living that fast life and get killed slow

Ask Wack and Draws if a nigga run the streets

My grandmother's friends says said You niggas had never wanted peace

Los Angeles I'm the motherf**king king here

No first 48 cause motherf**kers don't sing here