[Intro:]

Abouttohit you with some real shhhh. Smooth and Mykill

Western HemisFear style. Vooodu on the track uh.



[Verse 1:]

Deep in the canals of the heart where all problems start

Where niggas that's real show how they feel

On this Earth 20 some odd years

Through the blood sweat and tears and all of my fallen peers

Through the vilence and violence how can I live

Through all these drive bys and nonsence

But it makes sense how I survive from 1974 to 1995

Through the grace of God I probably make it

Stayed drug free so my mind stays elevated

I must be presdestined for damnation

Through this firery nation I see the obliteration of my race and

We can't win for losing drug selling and using

Cops abusing us for doing the same thing white folks be doing

The prognosis of a diagnosis of a disease called melanin

Given to me by God the prescription is irrelevant

the symptoms are evident that I'm a black man

Half man half God, but steadily faceing harassment

Sexual molestation double murder and drug trafficing

Put together by a society to shut down the African



[Hook:]

Yo check your egos at the door 

And do a little searching of your soul can you feel me? [x4]



[Verse 2:]

Why do brothers smoke blunts and love to front?

And hump stunts and brag about all the chumps they punk

Do they figure they bigger if they pull triggers

Take a swig of the 40 and lie about smoking?

Please save that for the dramma coarse

What kind of man are smoking weed on your mama's porch?

Playa you ain't hard at all I'm appalled at your bullshhhh

Can you catch a bullet walk on water 

Spit fire and resurrect yourself?

Uh ah didn't think so so yo check yourself

I need to check myself as well

Hell never been in jail but right now ain't livin' to swell

Dealt a card but I didn't play it right

Procrastinating of life and hanging out all night

And nothing to show but sleepy eyes

Hangin' out with the wrong tribe I need a different type vibe

Strive to survive in the wild wild west

Side kids I kicked it with have died

Seems like stress is on my mind or my mind is on stress

The best thing about stress is that I can sell it to the rest



[Hook]



[Verse 3:]

But you can't understand this process

I can't progress I'm jobless should I rob this bank?

Just to get some crubms in my wallet?

But I can't do time so how should I call it?

I got to learn to hustle see it's a struggle

See life is a trip and it gets real tough bro

And I don't know if I can preceed

I need weed, huh too many of my homies are deceased

And who will be the next to go?

I 'm sick of funerals I been to two in a row

And four more in six months

Why does life suck especially when I ain't got no bucks?



[Hook]



[Outro:]

Yeah yeah Mykill 1995

Vooodu kickin' it live on the trizzack west coast baby