Wild Wild West

Roses are red, Oh the tears I've shed
Living in places where there is roaches always in the bed
People dying everyday from overdoses an bullshit
Holidays like Thanksgiving is usually tripping or sipping a cup full of emotions, causing You to become ferocious
Taking part in events that are atrocious, all because your riddled by your hopelessness

Stuck in the dirty where paranormal noises are the least of the worries
Instead it's the gunshots and smell of burnt tire tred
Along with police sirens that keep you awake wishing it was all just psychosis in your Head
You keep trying to close your eyes praying there wont be no bloodshed or overdoses to Apprehend
That's the life of unprivileged & unsophisticated
Walking around the block, you can't help to not take notice some what in shock
From being a witness to the odd house getting robbed
With people carrying Mac 11s and Glocks, You can tell were restricted brought straight Off the docks
Fully loaded and cocked
Someone was about to get shot at the spot and most likely robbed with no one getting Caught
Whilst having the guns washed, No files docked, Escaping the scene before getting Locked up
But luck only runs so long the past will be caught up
Poverty is just trying to put food in your belly as simple as a croissant
Most people are far from tender hearted, But hey that's what happens when you live a Life that you didn't want
Areas need to be refurbished so people can have jobs instead of getting locked up

Roses are red, Oh the tears I've shed
Living in places where there is roaches always in the bed
People dying everyday from overdoses an bullshit
Holidays like Thanksgiving is usually tripping or sipping a cup full of emotions, causing you to become ferocious
Taking part in events that are atrocious, all because your riddled by your hopelessness

Hood strife, has never been genuinely thought as living the good life
No amount of backwoods can cure what you see everyday in the neighborhood don't Matter the time
If you could get out and do for the better good you would most fail to even try
People are losing their lives, everyday a lot of them considered to be the modern day Robin Hood
Just trying to save lives, The ones who survives are just the ones yet to get caught Slipping in all likelihood
Equipping themselves with weapons to protect their neck
Saving what they earned in life from stripping, cripping, to a simple paycheck
Most aren't considered dripping until they move them pressed bricks
Or have stand offs with others like the Wild Wild West
Taking everything that person has like it is a treasure chest
So they can buy the best of the best unzipping the clothes that were ripping from legs to there chest
Finally nicely dressed, Obsessed with not being under so much stress, For once feeling Less distressed
But it catches up with you in the end getting locked up or put on house arrest, All just to get the best
The hood is a modern day Wild Wild West, you won't always be saved even if you wear A bullet proof vest
Ever heard of hollow tips

Roses are red, Oh the tears I've shed
Living in places where there is roaches always in the bed
People dying everyday from overdoses an bullshit
Holidays like Thanksgiving is usually tripping or sipping a cup full of emotions, causing You to become ferocious
Taking part in events that are atrocious, all because your riddled by your hopelessness