South Central - Reconcile

Blood hit the concrete, another victim of a homicide

I can hear the five-o he ain’t make it

And now his mama on channel 9

Trying to cope, daddy gone, she cant take it

Vengeance is up, somebody gon ride full of hate in their hearts

Ski mask on their eyes, pop pop pop.

Who else gon to die, why you steady tryin to prove dat you bought dat lie

I watched the lost files profile, I peep the Hood hustle

No bond servant, twenty cut Dats all the muscle

These boys servin more time than a watch

This Fisher cut bait, lil homie Tik Tok

Be a brother, still trying to live that hood favor

Dope money in here oh well, bullets on the table

He’s saying he’s trying to change but can’t stop it

At nights he be shaking he don’t see where we dey?

Where the streets get cold n dey keep bringing up issues

Now it’s bad to get paper back n roll up Swishers

I’m from a hood where anything goes

And youngn’s cell dey souls for a mouth full of golds

Don’t believe me???

Come round here stuntin, they’ll merk for da chain n pawn it, Rick Money

Let the devil paint a picture, that’s the only way to make it

But Jesus offers life cuz I won’t let you go