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lirik lagu b.k.p. - my block (pi)

intro:
d-mn, take a look, at better days
better days, that’s right, heh
listen to my mothaf-ckin way

verse 01:
life’s got a n-gga
sheddin tears, from all this sh-t that i hear
my world’s been so stressful this past year
our generation appears to be going no where, our youngs a mess
i got underlying thoughts of this stress, i’m so depressed
got no rest forever dreary, my eyes stay teary
for all the sh-t that i can’t bare in this life’s theory
but at times unnecessary, i’m getting worried
teardrops and closed caskets, tired of people getting buried
when death is put to us ghetto b-st-rds
what do when the media makes us look like the bad guy
n-gga’s in the pen ain’t what we need, it makes me cry
but no one cares through this despair
i wonder if the lord still cares, for the n-gga’s in warfare
and who cares about black lives
the only time they notice the ghetto is when n-ggas is shootin just to survive
this country should be ashamed
cause we got little babies in the poor goin crazy not even knowing they name
and we stuck in this cr-p
but i can’t keep this from happening; i write this to do good
people don’t know love, our world’s comin albaze
this world won’t ever stop… with better days

hook:
we livin life like a dream
hard times is all we’ve seen
life will bring us better dayz
but we just need to wait and pray
cause life will bring us better dayz

verse 02:
hehe, gunshots is hot, on most days, in most blocks
never can explain a mother’s pain, when her son drops
ghettos is like livin in h-ll, will they prevail
fearin jail cause they know they can’t propel they selves
so i’m strugglin with this world’s life
stayin mapped forever trapped in this ghetto life
lord help em, cause they fallin, ain’t got no job
so they resort to k!llin sprees and robberies, life is hard
i can’t think cause this dirt makes my heart hurt
rhymin is my work and shed tears for my ghetto peers
they mislead from hoods where they have to stay
tis this day i’ll still pray for a better way
never thinkin or feelin hopeless and heartbroke
cause there’s cops k!llin blacks but we ain’t embark
n-ggas can’t grow up cause they don’t know what’s a man
shootin up cars and f-ckin hoes, that’s all they care
in my heart, i felt alone out here on my own
i close my eyes and picture home… with better dayz

hook:

verse 03:
now i can’t help but wonder why so many people have to lie
caught up in societies ways where they coincide
depression, lack of pride and murders worldwide
a n-gga cries for hateful lives, kids run and hide
cause our world’s filled with danger
we used to be all real n-ggas but now we’re all faking strangers
people change us now smokin them crack pipes
cops walking around the block murdering black life
now we described as stealers
this media’s lack to represent has brought madness to these black k!llers
sh-t’s real, i know ya feel, my angrily
ghetto raised with a problem child, thugin free
hangin out with the poor families, just picture
n-ggas shamin they name just so they can have fame
it’s a man’s world, prisons packed
fantasy of a n-gga livin phat, but never backed
sellin dope can make your life seem hopeless
cause life’s gets better with…. better dayz

hook:

verse 04:
we got protests in our hoods lastin way past daylight
we are going in back in time, out of sight
used to be tight with my homies but they stuck in the fight
i see they life end, but it’s tough on a friend, in my mind
i see the same mothaf-ckas fallin
weed will make a lazy n-gga slip and fall, but above all
i know the hood n-ggas understand this
growin up in this world where everythin is outlandish
i dream of a good time, no crimes
just love, happiness, and being kind there ain’t signs
no love, making no change, stuck in the confines
and what’s strange is everybody see this shame, swear they see this shame
but no one wants to make a change
we hit the green just to maintain, feelin pain
for all the n-ggas that ain’t have a lot of… better dayz

hook:

outro:
rest in peace to all the mothaf-ckas who p-ssed away
eric garner, trayvon, oscar grant
southside, the northside, compton, chicago, uptown
homewood and turtle creek, my block
decatur avenue, baltimore, them blocks, that’s right
and l.a. – marin city, that’s pac’s block, that’s right
harlem, haha, that’s biggy’s block
atlanta, can’t forget atlanta, them is better days for sure
and all the other days that is better than this one
monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday
all you n-ggas stay kickin up dust
make your days better days

- lirik lagu b k p

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