Songtexte A Town Risk - Clutch Royal

Look
If I had intentions of being great
Would it take some soul searching
And killing of dead weight?
How about if I can speak on some things that can appear straight
Then make up stories how we made up a killing that seemed fake
Lawddd
A good kid, with a back ground
Mixed with a personality that backed down
Never to the societies of mans laws
Theme music, people running I done seen it all
Listen
But who did it stop?
A fool with a tool
That never raided a shop
Without a posse
Someone stop me
Tip of the nine is hot
Blast a few shells then tried to dip around the block
But then reality struck and made a witness
To a causality
Another king off the hit list
Homies gather round
They Pouring liquor on the ground
Hearing sirens all around
But see they never get to feel it
Tears fall at the cry of forsaken
They hit the wrong kid
See They were truly mistaken
Talk about the wrong time
They made an organized crime
That turned into wrong death
That them all on prime time

Lord I done seen it all
Gotta fill that void
Lord I done seen it all
For it's all destroyed

Helicopters flying over
Flashing lights is hitting
Streets is filled with the rage
Everyone committing
The same crime
Just tryin to fill the void
But the city of oppressed was something that they can't avoid
Push the cross up on the side of the road
Adding the candles in memory of the fall
Then make a holiday to commemorate all the souls
That lost they life to the streets of this rugged cold
And unwillingly
Burning like its a third degree
They can see the pain
That's flowing through the vein
It's hurting the
Way they function
They have an unction
To try and make up a dream
To mask it with the passion that they need to succeed
Yo who could it be?
Listen
As they look up too a brighter light
They take the tragic of the day
And try to make it right
Clean up the streets in hoping to find
A connection between a community
To come together and try and fight
Kings What they fighting for
Queens What they fighting for
Fighting for the change, and the reign
All we need is thrones
Sitting like they royalty in cities tryna make it home
This is the story of my life with a twist on
It

Lord I done seen it all
Gotta fill that void
Lord I done seen it all
For it's all destroyed

Listen
The path that I seek
Is not made for the weak
Too strong for the heat
Not made to write about
It's Not something that you can tweet
Too big for the back seat
Too good to just compete
It's a common misconception
Of how kids in your section
Get killed by aggression
But the cause and confession
Is based off of the question
Of where is my direction
I had to kill my flesh
For my soul to change professions
Clutch Royal