Life ft. King Gordy

-In breaking new seven people dead, thirty-five wounded, after another suicide bomber strikes in a bus stop in Northern Jerusalem.
-Breakin news, the twin towers in Manhattan have just collapsed being struck buy two unidentified planes.

[Dogmatic]
Ghetto children, its a different world, its more scandalous everyday, but they dont really care about us...

No more kicking fences, no more green grass
No more children playing outside, no more mom and dad
Things are different
No more birthday gifts and good deeds that people do for nothing
Its all about something
Is it drugs, is it sex, is it money
Is real life television supposed to be funny
You its funny what we find to entertain ourselves
You its funny how we got here and changed ourselves
Are we going to hell or are we already here
Locked down in the cell with 10 tattooed tared niggas
Swallow your fears, we in the present building a future
Cant go back to yeaterday, now I gots to shoot ya
They say its politics, but the streets shit to me
'Its All About Politics' you cant tell that shit to a G
Nigga please my doggs aint eatin, we in the trenches
With dauphins killers, haters and scandalous bitches

[Proof]
My mind has a foul (?), the probelm son-
Watch the preacher preach and eating gobble swan
I was fine until Daddy bust
It was all family lovefuck and Daddy's nuts
But mama had to push, dropped me ten-two
Now i bear with this watch the evil men do
Aint no (?) oppertunity
Its like theres only one plan that gots to role with me
My enormity crises to fight this stock exchange
While u flood out blocks with (?) for pocket change
The illest sight of my life, a cracked head with morning sickness
Tell me why the baby gotta be born addicted
In this cold world with sin drives and daylight
How the fuck we got gay rights than have slave rights
Today might be my last
(?) might see my arse
The first straight (?) they think i hate fags
I dont hate fags, i just hate people
That break equal ties, make secret lies
Like I slept through one night, my life was dead wrong
Surrounded by internet perverts and kid porn
My shits warm and now I'm pissing hot
Kids get popped by all these twisted cops
Fuck when this shit gonna stop, in the days of truth
Jumping of the highest (?) trieng to save the youth

[Hook]*
Murderings, (???)
Dauphins, smoke kings, neighbourhood (?)
Open me, close me, oh please hold me
Daddy never (??), Mamma never told me
x2

[King Gordy]
Krosene heaters eat the house up
Borrow water from my neighbours just so I can wash up
Using candles to see my way through the crib
Its the 8 of usm thats the way that we live
Cant tell you when i last ate a meal
Stomach growling, nigga hungry than a mother fucker
Mamma's out smoking, please put some groceries in this mother fucker
Thats why i chill at crack houses and get rapped
They push some weight, I make a hundred fucking dollars a day
That go blunts, King Gordy, I just cant take it living bare naked sleeping
Hoping police raid us, take us away
I wait for the day, to have a warm place for us to stay
Now I've been shot at, beat the fuck down
I even cocked back (???)
I'm from the ghetto, unemployed, dropped out at age eleven
With a wife and three kids, ah shit I'm James Evans

[Hook]x2


*the hood is fuked up cuz i cant figure out the words