Protecting My Soul
Oh this the ghetto my guy we labeled rebels fosho
I had a Brodie he died I had a co-ey who told
I know my daddy alive I still can't see him no more
I put my head in the sky I put my knees to the floor
I pray my block make it out
Im done just seeing em broke
I had a dessy my guy oh that's a hell of a pole
I had to protect my life and mom protecting my soul
I started protecting mine and mom protecting my soul
We steady try fix our selves
They steady try break us down
We learned from the parking lot to set shop and break a pound
Heard he had the whopper on em police tryna take him down
But they got the whopper on em to what's that all about?
Killing dudes they killing to
They send bombs to kill the troops
Was it righteous was it real or something u just gotta do
Don't tell me when I'm still hurting momma crying on the stoop
They been lurking took my person I know the don't mean shit to u
What we gonna do when it's daddies leaving little yutes
What we gonna do when there's no money to buy no food
We don't make the rules u look at me and see nothing nice
That lil boy he destined just to fail cause he ain't living right
People never gave my boy a chance we took the block's advice
Whip it till its hot and lay it down gotta shock it right
I hold pain in my song hope u listening
I know this wave I'm on it got me feeling it
They say drugs we selling that we killing with
I know caught less bodies then the pharmacist
Turn me ice cold, Try me iso
One on one my gun a ufo it fly domes
Oh this the ghetto my guy we labeled rebels fosho
I had a Brodie he died I had a co-ey who told
I know my daddy alive I still can't see him no more
I put my head in the sky I put my knees to the floor
I pray my block make it out
Im done just seeing em broke
I had a dessy my guy oh that's a hell of a pole
I had to protect my life and mom protecting my soul
I started protecting mine and mom protecting my soul
I had a Brodie he died I had a co-ey who told
I know my daddy alive I still can't see him no more
I put my head in the sky I put my knees to the floor
I pray my block make it out
Im done just seeing em broke
I had a dessy my guy oh that's a hell of a pole
I had to protect my life and mom protecting my soul
I started protecting mine and mom protecting my soul
We steady try fix our selves
They steady try break us down
We learned from the parking lot to set shop and break a pound
Heard he had the whopper on em police tryna take him down
But they got the whopper on em to what's that all about?
Killing dudes they killing to
They send bombs to kill the troops
Was it righteous was it real or something u just gotta do
Don't tell me when I'm still hurting momma crying on the stoop
They been lurking took my person I know the don't mean shit to u
What we gonna do when it's daddies leaving little yutes
What we gonna do when there's no money to buy no food
We don't make the rules u look at me and see nothing nice
That lil boy he destined just to fail cause he ain't living right
People never gave my boy a chance we took the block's advice
Whip it till its hot and lay it down gotta shock it right
I hold pain in my song hope u listening
I know this wave I'm on it got me feeling it
They say drugs we selling that we killing with
I know caught less bodies then the pharmacist
Turn me ice cold, Try me iso
One on one my gun a ufo it fly domes
Oh this the ghetto my guy we labeled rebels fosho
I had a Brodie he died I had a co-ey who told
I know my daddy alive I still can't see him no more
I put my head in the sky I put my knees to the floor
I pray my block make it out
Im done just seeing em broke
I had a dessy my guy oh that's a hell of a pole
I had to protect my life and mom protecting my soul
I started protecting mine and mom protecting my soul
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Writer(s): Tyrone Noel Smith
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