Lyrics South Central - Reconcile
Blood
hit
the
concrete,
another
victim
of
a
homicide
I
can
hear
the
five-o
he
ain't
make
it
And
now
his
mama
on
channel
9
Trying
to
cope,
daddy
gone,
she
cant
take
it
Vengeance
is
up,
somebody
gon
ride
full
of
hate
in
their
hearts
Ski
mask
on
their
eyes,
pop
pop
pop.
Who
else
gon
to
die,
why
you
steady
tryin
to
prove
dat
you
bought
dat
lie
I
watched
the
lost
files
profile,
I
peep
the
Hood
hustle
No
bond
servant,
twenty
cut
Dats
all
the
muscle
These
boys
servin
more
time
than
a
watch
This
Fisher
cut
bait,
lil
homie
Tik
Tok
Be
a
brother,
still
trying
to
live
that
hood
favor
Dope
money
in
here
oh
well,
bullets
on
the
table
He's
saying
he's
trying
to
change
but
can't
stop
it
At
nights
he
be
shaking
he
don't
see
where
we
dey??
Where
the
streets
get
cold
n
dey
keep
bringing
up
issues
Now
it's
bad
to
get
paper
back
n
roll
up
Swishers
I'm
from
a
hood
where
anything
goes
And
youngn's
cell
dey
souls
for
a
mouth
full
of
golds
Don't
believe
me????
Come
round
here
stuntin,
they'll
merk
for
da
chain
n
pawn
it,
Rick
Money
Let
the
devil
paint
a
picture,
that's
the
only
way
to
make
it
But
Jesus
offers
life
cuz
I
won't
let
you
go
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