Lirik Lagu It's Hell - Field Mob
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Stay upHold ya head upIt's hell in the streets boyHold your head y'all, livin' cause it's there
[Boondox]I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach full of butterfliesSomebody help me, cause my life is in the Judge eyesThey got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshitI should've listened to them preaches in the pool kidStressin' to help me, seemed like I was born by mistakeWhile the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'I'm playin' for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it medicate-edMy mind, Fuck the World, we criedMy mamma died in '92 so crazy, what the fuck to do?Daddy smokin' hard, and I know one day it currupt him to chillin'I'm starin' at the celin', can't take too many blowsThe pain be killin', got the silence up through my nose, ohThese people want to hurt me, my momma dead so fuck 'emA small timer on the rise, so nothin' I feelTo my niggas in the county, I might do a bit with yaBoy, in the streets I don't care with ya my nigga
[Chorus]
'Cause it's hellLivin' off a thug, money things ain't swellDon't believe me, go and ask my boys in jailWhen we cryin' keep a knock for the cops'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks (my nigga)
'Cause it's hellWhat we gotta go through, and only time will tellWhen the pain is over, I'm down on my kneesLord keep watchin' overI'm lookin' for a better wayI that's all I gotta say
[Boondox]Now I was born broke, but I'll be damned if I'm a die that wayLove my momma, can't deny that faceAnd as a child, everynight I prayedFor a rap record deal, man sometimes, twice I'd say"Lord save me, take me, away from here"20 to 9, and I've been sellin' yay' for yearsBut why we had a house, and couldn't keep it?Why we evict'?Why we get more pink slips than Victorias Secret?Why I gotta rob?Why my pappi ain't gotta job?Why I ain't graduate?Why through high school I didn't have a date?Why I had to masturbate?Wea, wea, hand me their handsWhy so many not it jail?Why I let my family down?Why my uncle died?Wish it would've been meHe ain't rob, he ain't hustle, should've been mePreacher man, could you pray for me, faithfully?When God comes lay him his herbs, tell him wait for me
[Chorus]
It's hellLivin' off a thug, money things ain't swellDon't believe me, go and ask my boys in jailWhen we cryin' keep a knock for the cops'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks (my nigga)
'Cause it's hellWhat we gotta go through, and only time will tellWhen the pain is over, I'm down on my kneesLord keep watchin' overI'm lookin' for a better wayI that's all I gotta say
[Boondox]He just keep layin' his hands on my momma againFamily ties, this is where the drama beginsTellin' by momma on the floor, bitch this and bitch thatLocked in my prayin' to God, "Please let me get back"He's trippin' like he's outta controlSo he had to of been smokin' the herb to crokeThrough the wall, she was gaggin' and chokin'11 years old, and I don't need to be seein' this shitBut in my tape deck, 8ball talkin' about beatin' a bitchIt got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't of popped her that hardAnd when them folks come through, that stupid ass be droppin' the chargeWhippin' her ass like a man, right and left with his fistsAnd when he blows to the dome, now she sliced her wristsI'm hyped and I'm pissed, so I wipe the blood holdin' her limbIt's gonna be all right, I was with in her bleedin' guiltShe passed out, eyes rolled back, I'm tryin' not to panicStepdaddy walked in, saw my momma, then he went in a franticBlood leakin', it won't stop, him and the rush of the feverShe almost died, of loss of bloodI knew my momma wouldn't leave meShe don't deserve to live in pain, she just wanted to be happyFeelin' like a pussy, I didn't help her when she ain't needin' my daddyShe's back at home, and puttin' his hands on her againLivin' in the turn of fire, where drama doesn't endIt's hellNobody knows, than Lord, my soul's hopeNobody knows, than Lord, my soul's hope
[Chorus x3 to fade]It's hellLivin' off a thug, money things ain't swellDon't believe me, go and ask my boys in jailWhen we cryin' keep a knock for the cops'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks (my nigga)
'Cause it's hellWhat we gotta go through, and only time will tellWhen the pain is over, I'm down on my kneesLord keep watchin' overI'm lookin' for a better wayI that's all I gotta say
[Boondox]I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach full of butterfliesSomebody help me, cause my life is in the Judge eyesThey got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshitI should've listened to them preaches in the pool kidStressin' to help me, seemed like I was born by mistakeWhile the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'I'm playin' for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it medicate-edMy mind, Fuck the World, we criedMy mamma died in '92 so crazy, what the fuck to do?Daddy smokin' hard, and I know one day it currupt him to chillin'I'm starin' at the celin', can't take too many blowsThe pain be killin', got the silence up through my nose, ohThese people want to hurt me, my momma dead so fuck 'emA small timer on the rise, so nothin' I feelTo my niggas in the county, I might do a bit with yaBoy, in the streets I don't care with ya my nigga
[Chorus]
'Cause it's hellLivin' off a thug, money things ain't swellDon't believe me, go and ask my boys in jailWhen we cryin' keep a knock for the cops'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks (my nigga)
'Cause it's hellWhat we gotta go through, and only time will tellWhen the pain is over, I'm down on my kneesLord keep watchin' overI'm lookin' for a better wayI that's all I gotta say
[Boondox]Now I was born broke, but I'll be damned if I'm a die that wayLove my momma, can't deny that faceAnd as a child, everynight I prayedFor a rap record deal, man sometimes, twice I'd say"Lord save me, take me, away from here"20 to 9, and I've been sellin' yay' for yearsBut why we had a house, and couldn't keep it?Why we evict'?Why we get more pink slips than Victorias Secret?Why I gotta rob?Why my pappi ain't gotta job?Why I ain't graduate?Why through high school I didn't have a date?Why I had to masturbate?Wea, wea, hand me their handsWhy so many not it jail?Why I let my family down?Why my uncle died?Wish it would've been meHe ain't rob, he ain't hustle, should've been mePreacher man, could you pray for me, faithfully?When God comes lay him his herbs, tell him wait for me
[Chorus]
It's hellLivin' off a thug, money things ain't swellDon't believe me, go and ask my boys in jailWhen we cryin' keep a knock for the cops'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks (my nigga)
'Cause it's hellWhat we gotta go through, and only time will tellWhen the pain is over, I'm down on my kneesLord keep watchin' overI'm lookin' for a better wayI that's all I gotta say
[Boondox]He just keep layin' his hands on my momma againFamily ties, this is where the drama beginsTellin' by momma on the floor, bitch this and bitch thatLocked in my prayin' to God, "Please let me get back"He's trippin' like he's outta controlSo he had to of been smokin' the herb to crokeThrough the wall, she was gaggin' and chokin'11 years old, and I don't need to be seein' this shitBut in my tape deck, 8ball talkin' about beatin' a bitchIt got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't of popped her that hardAnd when them folks come through, that stupid ass be droppin' the chargeWhippin' her ass like a man, right and left with his fistsAnd when he blows to the dome, now she sliced her wristsI'm hyped and I'm pissed, so I wipe the blood holdin' her limbIt's gonna be all right, I was with in her bleedin' guiltShe passed out, eyes rolled back, I'm tryin' not to panicStepdaddy walked in, saw my momma, then he went in a franticBlood leakin', it won't stop, him and the rush of the feverShe almost died, of loss of bloodI knew my momma wouldn't leave meShe don't deserve to live in pain, she just wanted to be happyFeelin' like a pussy, I didn't help her when she ain't needin' my daddyShe's back at home, and puttin' his hands on her againLivin' in the turn of fire, where drama doesn't endIt's hellNobody knows, than Lord, my soul's hopeNobody knows, than Lord, my soul's hope
[Chorus x3 to fade]It's hellLivin' off a thug, money things ain't swellDon't believe me, go and ask my boys in jailWhen we cryin' keep a knock for the cops'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks (my nigga)
'Cause it's hellWhat we gotta go through, and only time will tellWhen the pain is over, I'm down on my kneesLord keep watchin' overI'm lookin' for a better wayI that's all I gotta say
