Thugs Wrath
Take a ride to my block (my block)
That's right rest in peace to all
The motherfuckers that past away
Makaveli in this thats how you do that shit
They got a nigga
Shedding tears, reminiscing on my past fears
Cause shit was hectic for me last year
It appears that I've been marked for death
My heartless breath
The underlying cause of my arrest
My life is stressed
And no rest forever weary, my eyes stay teary
For all the brothers that are
Buried in the cemetery shit is scary
How black on black crime legendary
But at times unnecessary, I'm getting worried
Teardrops and closed caskets
The three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we're arrested
But open fire life in the pen ain't for me
Cause I'd rather die
But don't cry through your despair
I wonder if the Lord still cares
For us niggas on welfare
And who cares if we survive
The only time they notice a nigga is
When he's clutching on a 45
They tell us that we hopeless and hell bound
This for the brothers in
Penetentiaries jailed down
Homies in every city definition of power
Its a thugs wrath can you feel me now?
Now shit's constantly hot, on my block
It never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's pain
When her son drops
Black males living Hell when will we prevail
Fearing jail but crack sales
Got me living well
And the system's suicidal with
This Thug's Life
Staying strapped forever trapped in
This drug life
God help me, cause I'm starving
Can't get a job
So I resort to violent robberies
My life is hard
Can't sleep cause all the dirt
Make my heart hurt
Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers
Mislead from childhood where I went astray
Till this day I still pray for a better way
Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke
From the start I felt the
Racism cause I'm dark
Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star
Everywhere I went
They tell us that we hopeless and hell bound
This fo the brothers in
Penetentiaries jailed down
Homies in every city definition of power
Its a thugs wrath can you feel me now?
And I can't help but wonder why
So many young kids had to die
Caught strays from AK's and the driveby
Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide
Brothers cry for broken lives
Mama come inside
Cause our block is filled with danger
Used to be a close knit community
But now we're all cold strangers
Time changes us to stone them crack pipes
All up and down the
Block exterminating black life
But I can't blame the dealers
My mama's welfare check has brought
The next man chrome wheels
Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy
A single mother with a problem child
Daddy free hanging out picking up game
Sipping cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hoping I can
Get to sleep with her
It's a man's world, staying strapped
Fantasies of a nigga living phat
But held back
They tell us that we hopeless and hell bound
This fo the brothers in
Penetentiaries jailed down
Homies in every city definition of power
Its a thugs wrath can you feel me now?