Exodus (prod. Scorpio Prodz)

Constantly feeling danger Forced us here but they hate us Promised us 40 acres Instead they throw us cages Fills my heart up with anger So I roll me some papers Just to escape insanity Try to run but it gripping me closer Hunt us down for sport But when we start buck back game over That's why its hard to stay sober I feel the end getting closer Looking down at all the endless possibilities Probably best if we all just fucking upped and leave How you hugging on the block more than ya own sons And why the f*ck it always got to be ya own ones That stab you in the back for envy or for more funds Karma doesn't simply shy away cuz you bought more guns Just look at his eyes another brother caught by surprise There go his soul another buried under the soil I'll never know why, probably only know when I die Until then I just got to look ahead and get mine Poppa in the pen again fell in love with his sins Just got back from doing a 10, nigga when will it end Told me son pick up the pen tell ya stories with in Write away all of ya sins only then you'll ascend