Dirty Blocks (feat. Domo Rhakim & Knollege)

Is this mic on? Mic check 1, 2, 1 ,2 ( Dirty Blocks) Yeah, Kazie (Niggas wouldn't believe the shit I've seen on these dirty blocks) Uh Domo and Knollege what's up my nigga? (Breed Mafia) Breed (And crazy how these fucking cops do us) And I'm so sick and tired of these dirty ass cops on these dirty ass blocks Look (Get 'em) Uh I wonder if we'll ever make the changes Dudes killing their brothers Cops throw us in cages And what's the excuse? I was in the hood bangin' Or he fit the description of the ones that be slangin' Outrageous I'm just trying to stack for these stages that I can stand on to give my generation game It's a maze that we born into to make a way in I'm just one that beat the odds and started from the pavement In my hood they strapped with Glocks and 12 gauges To spray at an opp or block that be claiming the opposite color And I just sit there 'cause the one thing I fear is to bury my blood brothers We had mothers but our pops wasn't there So the only male figures that we knew were each other Some fell off and took the route of the streets But others stayed on they grind to make it out to the league On these dirty blocks Niggas wouldn't believe the shit I've seen on these dirty blocks A couple niggas didn't get to see 18 on these dirty blocks Shit, a nigga like me so sick and tired of these dirty cops On these dirty blocks On these It's a war going on outside nobody's safe from Where niggas carry guns and claiming sets that they ain't from The boy was shot dead but the paramedics they ain't come Say, "He was a thug" that's the picture they try and paint for him We in a losing situation Plan to make some reservations But instead they rather see us sentenced with no visitation When you get out you on parole some others get probation It's just a setup so you end up back up at the station Dirty cops outside on these dirty blocks You put your hands up but they letting off 30 shots Keep asking the lord, "Why?" Hate seeing a mother cry The pain get even worse when the tears fall from her eye The sun is somewhere but the rain come from the sky They tell you stay in school but the history full of lies It's hard to feel alive they ain't satisfied 'til we die Heard another nigga gone, ain't nothing to do but sigh On these dirty blocks Yeah Niggas wouldn't believe the shit I've seen on these dirty blocks Uh That dirty money falling out of my jeans on to these dirty blocks Uh, yeah The cocaine white as Avril Lavigne on these dirty blocks Yeah Your best friend momma turn to a fiend 'cause of these dirty blocks Some things won't change in the city where they on they same thing Slang cane, gangbang, I just want to maintain Run the streets to make a name (What up) Hit the jeweler, cop a chain Me and you are not the same I can school you to the game Take a look at who I was now look at who I became Hit the club, leave the stage then watch it burn up in flames Stayed down then I overcame (Boss) And even through all the pain I stick to the campaign and pour up the champagne with the bosses We taking all the wins with the losses After everything it costs us now we cautious and we heartless So regardless to all this you see in the picture we paint There's so much more that we really want to give you, but we can't Just pass the drink and let me think 'Cause when shit get hot, look this shit don't stop I made a way to get this cake now I got shit on lock Now bring a bottle to my table, put that shit on rocks I come from dirty blocks Dirty blocks Youngin 14 with a dirty glock and all he ever knew was the hood I know it's more in life than dirty blocks Boosters and gangsters letting off 30 shots Killed over Gucci with the uzi this ain't a movie Just a dirty block What can they tell us? Livin' rebelllious Had to find the fine line between the buyers and the sellers on these dirty blocks Or falling victim to the streets 'Cause don't nobody really want to see you eat then have to leave 'em on these dirty blocks