Lyrics Unsolved Murders - Rocky Lo

Thanking lord that he saved me
Lost my people got me going
R.i.p

To many unsolved murders like Kenneka Jenkins
Cop killing blacks, did it for no reason
Black on black crime, and it's cause we greedy
Put the guns down, to many grieving
Thanking god that he saved me
I lost my people, drove me crazy
I don't think I'll be the same me
I prey to god he can tame me

I miss my brothers who was unresponsive
Made me wanna put them under, hit they block wit drama
Grow up missing my moma, never knew my father
I didn't have much, so I had to hit the block up
Got it by the pack, that's how I moved the product
Til I got the shit myself, I use to love the lock up
Fucking with the wrong ones, got my dumb ass locked up
Had to sit down an watch, hustle way smarter
I still hear you in them memories
Feel your presence
Consume your energy, I really miss ya
I guess that's just the kid in me
I see the future, everything you've giving me
Holding back the inner beast, the shit they never seen
I wish that this was all a dream, cause the pain is deep
I feel you always over me, every time I sleep
Ima make them notice me, every time I speak

To many unsolved murders, like Kenneka Jenkins
Cop killing blacks, did it for no reason
Black on black crime, and it's cause we greedy
Put the guns down, to many grieving
Thanking god that he saved me
I lost my people, drove me crazy
I don't think I'll be the same me
I prey to god he can tame me

I miss ant that's like everyday
They took poppy, man it left me hella weight
They left Marvin unresponsive
They was just hating he was gettin paid
These niggas flagellate, they love is partial
I be with marksman, all my niggas heartless
3900 where this shit started
I miss my brothers, all them in a casket
I been a leader, never hung with average
Where we edger to rob, and turn into a savage
Where we grew up poor, and half ain't have a daddy
Can't erase them sores, just take em a blessing
Thanking god that he saved me
From the trenches yes they hate me
Thank my mom that she made me
Miss my people got me crazy

To many unsolved murders, like Kenneka Jenkins
Cop killing blacks, did it for no reason
Black on black crime, and it's cause we greedy
Put the guns down, to many grieving
Thanking god that he saved me
I lost my people, drove me crazy
I don't think I'll be the same me
I prey to god he can tame me