Blood in my eye

Ain't nobody teach me nothing
Except g's don't cry
So these ain't tears i got blood in my eye
Pardon the lie
But the truth is hella grimy and gritty
Another child sacrificed to the city
And it's a pity
Cause
Even if you stay out the way
Them bullets still hurt when they ricochet
No ones exempt
You grind or you pimp
You hoop or you rap
It's all just a trap
And once you in that
Say shalom and kiss yo momma goodbye
You better pull yo pants up and look the judge in the eye
Say i know i'm wrong your honor
It's been struggle since birth
Ain't nobody ever love me i was raised on the turf
I ain't never wanna kill i just ain't wanna die
And i ain't never sell dope just got a little bit high
A product of a bad environment it's all that i know
If i seen another road i would have took it fa sho
But here i go

Look at that boy doing nothing on the corner
Chasing after wind with his friends and marijuana
Grandma praying one day that he stop it
He don't even know he the light he a prophet
Look at that boy
Look look
Look at that boy
Doing nothing on the corner

I ain't even hit snooze mayne
I woke up feeling great
Cortez and corduroy like its nineteen eighty eight
I hit the shower for an hour and i stayed till it got cold
Put on all my gold
Let my convertible fold
I'm a california bear
So for suckers i dont care
Must be something in the air
Cause it's like that everywhere
I pulled up on the homie mister
In the trap rolling a swisher
I jumped out showed him love
And i hit him with a scripture
He said
Fa show my brother
We appreciate the news
How you always come through to tell us we the real jews
I said fa sho
Plant the seed
Gave him dap
Left the trap
But i'll be back to harvest that
Lord willing homie
Thats a fact
Shalom

Look at that boy doing nothing on the corner
Chasing after wind with his friends and marijuana
Grandma praying one day that he stop it
He don't even know he the light he a prophet
Look at that boy
Look look
Look at that boy
Doing nothing on the corner

Thy sons have fainted
They lie at the head of all the streets
As a wild bull in a net
They are full of the fury of the lord the rebuke of thy god
Behold
Your enemies make a tumult
And those who hate you have lifted up their head
They have taken crafty counsel against your people
And consulted together against your hidden ones
They have said come and let us cut them off from being a nation
That the name of israel may be remembered no more
For they have consulted together with one consent
They form a confederacy against you