Brothers Let these words be an in inspiration Because similar situation We all facin Procrastination and same sex relation Is consistently risen among every nation? Locked up in prison Why? From poor decision making, Fast/cars and women we chasin Children having the power of annihilation With Satan instigation Creating stagnation People give Satan a vacation Why are we racin To an illusion Of our final destination Respect god’s creation Which is self? Where’s the consideration Is there any left I think not But guess what Hell is a place that is extremely hot… Fill to the top With sinners who refuse to stop Graveyards overflowin souls in the wind blowin not knowin Where their really goin That’s what I call a lost soul Notice me speakin in a religious aspect Hopin to reach those who’re not there yet, due to the retardation of their mindset Blind to the fact (that) all water is wet And religion has a strong impact Because it helps to keep people mentality intact Or at least I expect that, now lets reflect back towards the beginning When I mention sinning Why do we always see a Satan Grinning? Because he have everybody thinking they winning When they really losin Constantly sinning With drug abusin Chemical pollution Got us saturated in confusion Institution gangs being breeded Women being mistreated But act conceded once they realize how much they needed I’m Knee-high In a puddle of tears I’ve cried /+from family and friends I lost over the years That’s been kilt or died/+ from pain that’s been inflicted upon me while I was Young and innocent some it could have been prevented and some couldn’t Some of it should of happened and some of it shouldn’t If I could go back and change the things I’ve done wrong I probably wouldn’t Because over the years Bad experiences has ignited my vocal cords streets is permanently red From all the blood its absorbed family scared to let they children play outside Because they feel it’s not safe outside anymore They fear that a stray bullet Might claim they Childs life And before their Child get a chance to live They die (Damn that ain’t right) The hope for are youth dreams for the future Is very very slim
Because they grow up watching gangsta movies And the wanna be just like them They can’t be like daddy Because daddy never around Daddy in jail Or most likely Six feet in the ground…
