Cold summers in my city but that aint nothing new
Brothers is dying everyday I see it all on the news
Some in they 20s and they 30s a few of em was teens
We rather live in a nightmare vs live out our dreams
They get the 2 4 1 cause 1 brotha dead the other locked up
Some of em got some kids already and others knocked up
These homocides is sucide we killing each other
And the community we putting 2 much stress on our my mothers
2 many tears 2 many fears 2many years of oppression
Life can be stressing I feel 4 those who suffer depression
2 lose a love one from some gun shots i know it 2 well
My cousin chaz became a victim of the summer as well
He was my cousin and my right hand
He would've been my best man
I couldve saw him getting married
Neva thought of getting buried
Niggas kill u over nothing cuz these Niggas is scary
When it aint safe 2 walk ya own block thats when u should worry
Cin city cin city its the city of sin
Still killing our kin the same people hat sharing ya skin
We come from the struggle but we dont give a f*ck bout each other
Niggas is dead or they in jail leaving kids with they mothers
Community dying we killed by the police and our brothers
No love in the streets
U dying from the slugs from the heat
2morro will come but the killing cycle repeats
Aint gotta be beef u can just be crossing the street
Cold summer in the city everybody is strapped
U gotta keep ya eyes open gotta watch ya back
Niggas aint tryna rule the world they rather rule the streets
Praying 4 peace around the world and 4 peace in the streets
Rest in peace 2 all the victims may they sleep in peace
Tear drops and open caskets with brothas inside
Mothers is crying they feelings hurt they empty inside
From losing they sons cause they cant put aside they pride
A brotha just died they showed on em dying live in the t
It took me back 2 2010 my cuz was killed in the t
In front of the fam it made me hate my own kind
Cause we will come 2 2gtha when its cops but not our own kind
Dont wanna see u do good dont wanna give u no shine
They say its all statistics but it is what it is
Cause we cant be realistic in the place that we live
If u dead or in jail u cant do nothing 4 ur kids
U throw yo life away when u doing hella bids
I seen enuff of the hate it's plenty of food so stay off my plate
We all can be great this killing shit is really disgrace
So get it 2gtha yall looking like some clowns out here
And it aint safe u gotta really look around round here
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Cold summers in my city but that aint nothing new
Brothers is dying everyday I see it all on the news
Some in they 20s and they 30s a few of em was teens
We rather live in a nightmare vs live out our dreams
They get the 2 4 1 cause 1 brotha dead the other locked up
Some of em got some kids already and others knocked up
These homocides is sucide we killing each other
And the community we putting 2 much stress on our my mothers
2 many tears 2 many fears 2many years of oppression
Life can be stressing I feel 4 those who suffer depression
2 lose a love one from some gun shots i know it 2 well
My cousin chaz became a victim of the summer as well
He was my cousin and my right hand
He would've been my best man
I couldve saw him getting married
Neva thought of getting buried
Niggas kill u over nothing cuz these Niggas is scary
When it aint safe 2 walk ya own block thats when u should worry
Cin city cin city its the city of sin
Still killing our kin the same people hat sharing ya skin
We come from the struggle but we dont give a f*ck bout each other
Niggas is dead or they in jail leaving kids with they mothers
Community dying we killed by the police and our brothers
No love in the streets
U dying from the slugs from the heat
2morro will come but the killing cycle repeats
Aint gotta be beef u can just be crossing the street
Cold summer in the city everybody is strapped
U gotta keep ya eyes open gotta watch ya back
Niggas aint tryna rule the world they rather rule the streets
Praying 4 peace around the world and 4 peace in the streets
Rest in peace 2 all the victims may they sleep in peace
Tear drops and open caskets with brothas inside
Mothers is crying they feelings hurt they empty inside
From losing they sons cause they cant put aside they pride
A brotha just died they showed on em dying live in the t
It took me back 2 2010 my cuz was killed in the t
In front of the fam it made me hate my own kind
Cause we will come 2 2gtha when its cops but not our own kind
Dont wanna see u do good dont wanna give u no shine
They say its all statistics but it is what it is
Cause we cant be realistic in the place that we live
If u dead or in jail u cant do nothing 4 ur kids
U throw yo life away when u doing hella bids
I seen enuff of the hate it's plenty of food so stay off my plate
We all can be great this killing shit is really disgrace
So get it 2gtha yall looking like some clowns out here
And it aint safe u gotta really look around round here
Brothers is dying everyday I see it all on the news
Some in they 20s and they 30s a few of em was teens
We rather live in a nightmare vs live out our dreams
They get the 2 4 1 cause 1 brotha dead the other locked up
Some of em got some kids already and others knocked up
These homocides is sucide we killing each other
And the community we putting 2 much stress on our my mothers
2 many tears 2 many fears 2many years of oppression
Life can be stressing I feel 4 those who suffer depression
2 lose a love one from some gun shots i know it 2 well
My cousin chaz became a victim of the summer as well
He was my cousin and my right hand
He would've been my best man
I couldve saw him getting married
Neva thought of getting buried
Niggas kill u over nothing cuz these Niggas is scary
When it aint safe 2 walk ya own block thats when u should worry
Cin city cin city its the city of sin
Still killing our kin the same people hat sharing ya skin
We come from the struggle but we dont give a f*ck bout each other
Niggas is dead or they in jail leaving kids with they mothers
Community dying we killed by the police and our brothers
No love in the streets
U dying from the slugs from the heat
2morro will come but the killing cycle repeats
Aint gotta be beef u can just be crossing the street
Cold summer in the city everybody is strapped
U gotta keep ya eyes open gotta watch ya back
Niggas aint tryna rule the world they rather rule the streets
Praying 4 peace around the world and 4 peace in the streets
Rest in peace 2 all the victims may they sleep in peace
Tear drops and open caskets with brothas inside
Mothers is crying they feelings hurt they empty inside
From losing they sons cause they cant put aside they pride
A brotha just died they showed on em dying live in the t
It took me back 2 2010 my cuz was killed in the t
In front of the fam it made me hate my own kind
Cause we will come 2 2gtha when its cops but not our own kind
Dont wanna see u do good dont wanna give u no shine
They say its all statistics but it is what it is
Cause we cant be realistic in the place that we live
If u dead or in jail u cant do nothing 4 ur kids
U throw yo life away when u doing hella bids
I seen enuff of the hate it's plenty of food so stay off my plate
We all can be great this killing shit is really disgrace
So get it 2gtha yall looking like some clowns out here
And it aint safe u gotta really look around round here
Writer: Cordero White
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