See No Evil lyrics
[Verse 1: Game]
I don't read the XXL Told em 45 the church, think I'm destined for hell Oh well Blood tears off the face of my Jesus Piece It's bloodshed, feel the cracks of my city streets I'm from the crack of them city streets Used to sell crack in them city streets Born in blood nigga In a coma five days, life of a thug nigga Momma ain't show, grandma almost plugged the nigga Used to pull the gun out, just because of cuz niggas Five shots to the head cause I'm a blood nigga Nothin brewing but soo(wooing) where the fuck I'm from You lucky if you make it out of Compton ask Andre Young Smell the scent of dead bodies ridin down green leaf No peace so don't get caught up with no piece Fuck fat burger we cooking that real beef Momma's mourning they son I'm talking real grief Real funerals and lost juveninals Trying to be generals be missing your dinner now (huh) Say it's a blessing when you die in ya sleep Cause the coroner don't need no sheets (capeesh) I'm sayin... Stop playing, wrap him up in what he lay in Fold a nigga arms, now a caskets what he lay in Compton streets raised me Can't tell my grandma nothing bout her baby, you crazy [Hook: Tank] Cause you see no evil ? You want to see tomorrow You promise not to tell Say we on our way now I'mma see you again And when they ask you questions You just answer What happened to them? What happened to them? [Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar] I live this life at a pace that anyone can go Know your place and dedicate your role, to the faith that you'll die alone Trace your steps when I do step in a fire of broken bones And I require my hearts desire and when I reap what I sew I bought my momma a Benz My boobie a jag A cut for my dogs with a roof full of glass But still I be feeling like none of my light never casts Out of that black cloud that's been watered down ever since my first chopper blast But fuck that I'm not worried, even when discouraged Skirt off makin' them hurt I should have hurt them in a hurry Dirt off all under my fingers? Shirt off when precersure, resitation came early I need you to keep queit as mouse Which is ironic cause rats is what I'm talking about I'm hearin the sonices of gun fire The whispers, the silent cries even though I know it's an eye for an eye [Hook: Tank] [Verse 3: Game] You wanna go to Compton nigga? I'll take you there
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