Robbed of Your Innocence

Hell on earth we really living it you could get robbed of ya innocence Was guilty when born out here in a sense Packing up jails for the businessmen Weighing my limited options it's a way out gotta find it Tired of hearing police sirens tired of young niggas dying You gave us the guns you gave us the drugs Skipping us out on some love yeah Confused our needs with some of our wants hoping to locking us up yeah Gave us some jordans marketed idols we worship through your recordings Killing the babies planned parenthood helping to fund your abortions Sick to my stomach more I think about it The more a nigga like me getting nauseous Tryna avoid the coffin people around me Might have something if they start coughing We be tryna rise up out this poor shit Helping your economy wanting my portion Tryna find wins coming out of these losses Chasing my soul momma tell me be cautious When I was young either rapping or balling jay-z or allen iverson Wasn't thinking black wall street enterprising how my life should get Selling me on every dream glamorized fame thinking bout buying in Programmed I ain't know better now I say no better try again Create diseases and viruses to tell the devil you say hi again Depend on fixes to stay high again questioning your own life again Soul enslaved and it's at my expense this the reason that i'm chiming in I'm against the way you lie again jail broke your system I ain't wired in Warfare on my soul money women and clothes Poisoned food on the stove polluted air on the road Water stiffing my bones my vibrations get low Can I get what i'm owed five g In my phone