Intro:
Light it uh, light it up uh....
Verse 1:
The whole, city is mine, pretty as don
I don't like the way P.Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers
Why it's mentioned in my rhymes f**k it
It's just the intro hate it or love it, like it bump it or dump it
Writin, across the stomach spells Godson
Life is like a jungle black it's like the habitat of Tarzan
Matter fact it's harder than most could imagine
Most of my n****s packed in correctional facilities
Half of them passed on mac strong couple of shots
May their ghost leave a body now they hauntin the block
Where they use to stand at somebody's takin they place
A younger man perhaps hand slaps, can't understand that
Same walk same talk, I wonder can that be possible
A thugs dies another step inside his shoes
And they would hurt you, layin low with a bottle I'm blowin circles
My state of mind purple
Chorus:
Light it light it uh, light it light up
Verse 2:
Y'all just wanna deal with drama
Talk about n****s who got things y'all ready done killed his mama
Everything you went to is underworld related
You sell out your man not even your girl is sacred
You don't trust a soul hold up, you moldin soldiers
To pull guns quick and always look behind his shoulder
Think of how many dudes died tryin to be down with you
Everybody's under six feet of ground but you
Still standin still roamin through the streets that's real
You a survivor, knowin all the beef is ill
You got a bunch of thugs with you even now that's ready
Trustin your judgement quick to put it down they deadly
The hood love you but behind your back they pray for the day
A bullet hit your heart and ambulances take you away
That ain't love it's hate think of all the mother's at wakes
Who sons you've killed and you ain't got a cut on your face
Unmarked police cars roam the streets hard the heat is gone
Somebody tell the shorties reach for the stars
Instead they tell 'em how to reach through the bars
Holdin a mirror lookin down a tear in jail makin weopens to kill ya
Weed smoke three tokes n**** pour more henny
He sides with eyes that seen a war too many
Cold blooded murderers universal
Hood to hood blowin smoke state of mind is purple
Chorus:
Light it up, light it up light it up uh, light it up
Light it up light it up uh, uh, uh uh, light it light it, uh
Verse 3:
These hot headed youngsters, always gettin in trouble
Reactin before thinkin they easily irritated
And murders premeditated it's a fact that we sinkin
When we should be climbin in a nutshell it's just jail
Drug sells lookin for diamonds, n****s rewindin
Instead of movin forward, to blow up so what's the science
People shoutin, police pushin the crowd
And on the ground a young soldier, with meat hangin out him
Am I hallucinatin of the hazin?
Or did I just see a n**** shoot another n****'s face in
It's a ugly nation, cops circle the block
With mugshots photograph pictures of suspect faces
It's usually two or three n****s who innocent
If they lock the wrong ones up, then someone a snitch
A dividing force strategy, they aren't fair
I dig in my bag of weed that's covered with orange hair
This color purple, a make Whoopi give me the p****
Or Celie, Oprah, and Danny Glover got to feel me
This is how I escape the madness, too much of anything a hurt you
So, my state of mind's all purple |
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