A.N.D.

I don't wanna be another nigga dead I'm just tryna make it finally get ahead But they don't want that rather see me gone instead No I don't wanna be another nigga dead Cuz they'll see me as just another nigga They quick to call the cops on us Tryna get em to put some shots in us Momma drankin up filling up the cup still can't sleep while they forgotten What they did to a family Sis don't know what to do won't go to school Every one Losing their sanity Bro always heated he can never stay cool Replacing food with that reefer Walkin round with the heater Ready to attack any motherfucker that get outta line Like false starts give him a quarter back gave way more than 2 cents How could they do this invested in so much but this is a nuisance That they wanna hide the real truth Steady thinking we bulletproof When they the ones with the guns and vests always ready To shoot like what the f*ck did he do? To deserve that shit Recorded proof to confirm that shit And if that still ain't disturbin yet 12 Didn't hesitate like they learned that shit We see it clear ain't even blur that shit No discretion No respect They don't wanna hear us speak no church no peace since birth All grief and hurt only memories on t shirts My skin to them is dark enough to look suspicious Like walking on this earth I do not have no business It's like they superstitious they believe we vicious and malicious They be treating us like it's a right to kill us We always gotta fight just to get ahead I get so damn tired we laid to rest They wanna fill us up with lead but I don't wanna be another nigga dead I'm just tryna make it finally get ahead But they don't want that rather see me gone instead No I don't wanna be another nigga dead Cuz they'll see me as just another nigga They saw me on the street walking silent They thought I was packin heat the whole time They knew if they ain't cover it right shit might get violent There's a reason the death of me be resultin in riots I'm always quiet cuz stories like these it's hard to reminisce That even when we young they can never see us as innocent Lyricist after lyrics spit song after song they ain't listening it ain't no coincidence That we locked up we shot up we brought up knowing We best protect ourselves while death ringing bells I hope there's a heaven cuz we been livin in hell The devil's creepin on my people like a spell Lord wish me well They wanna price me out Sell me to the highest bidder They want to paint the picture That I'm another killer or dealer whichever helps To pull the trigger quicker bullet simmerin Body shivering cold quiver Lights get dimmer Feelin sicker I'ma sinner so Lord forgive me My time is tickin please reconsider I know no one makes it under these conditions But I'm just a man with a bigger mission Eventually have me a chick and Maybe one day have us some kids and Provide for generations within Almost 6 feet tall but I'll be 6 feet deep How low I'll be buried forever weep Not knowing if I ever had the chance To see myself become a better man Right here on this concrete I'm on the edge I'm wounded I bled I guess this is the end I don't wanna be another nigga dead