Don't go outside
Don't go outside
Don't go outside
Aye
Aye
Aye
Don't go outside
Don't go outside
Grab the Choppa lock it
Load it
Cock it
Pull it till the bullets Poppin
Round the block, they got the opposition
And they huntin' bodies
Stay up
Cooped up
Through the window
Sirens ringing
Who they sent for
I can't even smoke to take the stress away
But I stay in-do.
Calling 9-1-1 the phone ring, ring, ring
If they pull up to the door the Choppa sing, sing, sing
Now they bodies' on the pavement watch it bleed, bleed, bleed
And my lungs are growing tight I need to
Breath, breath, breath
I could never live this life
Look at what the hell we idolize
Pain mixed with paranoia
I need drugs to numb the strife
Bad advice
Now they got you televised up on the news
Anchorman askin' what the hell has gotten into to you?
Gun cocked
Lead to blood clots
In your artery
Bust back
Grab the AK
Out the armory
Newscast
Say it's too late
For diplomacy
Bloodshed
Through my pen and pad
Violent poetry
Moving down the interstate
They trapping Out no license plate
These burner phones is all they got
They need that money no debate
They throw the carcass on the carpet
Roll it up and then they toss it
In the river
They don't see a body
They see monetary figures
Most definitely from the lack of sleep
In the back of the jeep
We would hide from the jakes
With the guns in the trunk
And the drugs in the safe
With the blood on yo hands
Do you question yo fate
Would you run Would you hide
From the world outside
Amplified
Apartheid
Neighborhoods
Gentrified
The whole world on fire
President just sent a missile
Out to countries, I can't get to
First amendment ain't protected
When they keep the guns from the second
Watch yo back, now watch yo side
Watch yo body
Keep yo pride
Guard yourself don't run don't hide
Keep yourself locked up inside
If they knock then it's implied they gon' lock you up no
Trial
No justice will ever serve
Power of the spoken word
Unify the country now
Or get buried in the dirt
This is chaos this is fear
Seeing' bodies disappear
So I'm
Calling 9-1-1 the phone ring, ring, ring
If they pull up to the door the Choppa sing, sing, sing
Now they bodies' on the pavement watch it bleed, bleed, bleed
And my lungs is growing tight I need to breath
Breath, breath
Plagues repeating history hellbound by misery
They can lock your body your spirit live endlessly
I know it's end times
I feel the devil tempting me
They say God works in many ways with messaging
I hope it's true cause I've been having bad tendencies
With my greed
With my lust
With my jealousy
And nothing new on the news they've been telling me
Just more evil rotten to the core with everything
But I pray it ain't judgment day cause I ain't ready
Send me straight to hell a burden for my soul to carry
I ride late night
Going through the state lines
Tryna find the leaves to cover in from the grapevine
All things move in cycles
They claimed to kill a black man for Jesus like God had a rifle
Or God had given the noose
Or armed the armies with troops
To bomb the little kids in Palestine the world is obtuse
Cause we'll never be right, find solace in the evil in life
You might as well
Don't go outside
They gon' drill yo body on the outside
Don't go outside
They gon' drill yo body on the outside
People dyin' every day
People dyin' every way
People dyin' every day
People dyin' every way
People dyin' every day
People dyin' every way
So Pray to lord my soul to take
Pray to lord my soul to take
People dyin' every day
People dyin' every way
People dyin' every day
People dyin' every way
People dyin' every day
People dyin' every way
So Pray to lord my soul to take
Pray to lord my soul to take