Get Along.

I was back in 3rd grade when caught my first body I thought everybody was out to fucking harm me I was all alone, had no where to go Now im with gang out in the streets slinging dope I cant tell the difference between catching bodies Its become my hobby Blood all on my hands families in my head im feeling sorry I just hit a lick around the corner Bullets got to popping theres one in my shoulder But ion got no body to take care of me Once i chose this life they turned they head on me But they dont understand They only contrabutions was teaching the young ones how to get retrabution Hell yeah it was confusin Now I under stand what i gotta do Its the killers who needin killing out here too So when i leave the house i pack the tool I pray to god they dont reach or imma shoot Killing leads to anger and the anger turns to killing Leaving the young ones behind to become villans Nobody right nobody wrong We all just need to get along Its been 4 years since they took my brother from me I got so damn mad i took his mother from him Niggas dont understand what it means to see yo brother dead Laying on the floor thinkin damn I remember playing the game with worry on my mind Im sorry my brother now we say goodbye Now i got Long live tj in my bio All because yall goofy nigga in denial Killing leads to anger and the anger turns to killing Leaving the young ones behind to become villans Nobody right nobody wrong We all just need to get along