paroles de chanson City On My Back - Areze

I prayed for better days
In trenches screaming elevate
from living in the section 8's
To moving down on 58th
Seen cases where the children play
The weather cast says bullets rain
I was sitting up in class and the cops came I got put away
14 hours in a holding cell
Just sitting there was cold as hell
Was praying to my folks to bail
Cause God I just ain't know as well
Seen my future In the balance
Everyday another challenge
Round the corner nother problem
I don't know how imma manage
Seen my dads gun I was 10 years old
Years later I would have it
Passed down to me like his old jeans chains Tee's and jackets
In the school I was a scholar
As a person mad dramatic
Was out here claiming wifey but surrounded by the ratchets
Been backstabbed by some my closest
In the dark was feeling broken
Felt my heat was getting colder
Thought it just came with getting older
I missed some school time that's just adding stress
Talking to the DHS
Scratch and claw I for my respect
get it fore I'm laid to rest
I was talking to the angels pray for better days
I lock inside this booth to take the pain away
My city on my back like it the family name
I was talking to the angels pray for better days
I lock inside this booth to take the pain away
My city on my back like it the family name
My little brother eyes be on my every move
And when I stress and show my tears know it effect his mood
Doing everything I can to help Him get through school
So he don't end up as a name flashing on the news
Don't rep no gangs or sets but damn that family's enticing
That's with you too the very end just ask they by your side man
I was stress for the longest so who's suprised I'm smoking loud
My sister my not know me but I hope I make her proud
My mom supporting everything thing I do rep my accomplishments
And it be time we've butted heads but she made sure I had my options
Because we know some people out her struggling empty pockets
From a place where the view is always harder Change the optics
Bodies flying everywhere it's looking like mosh pit
Brothers dying mothers crying kids growing up orphaned
Thousand prayers come from the city I just hope they end the torture
Can't even claim your side if you do do then it's a war zone
I was talking to the angels pray for better days
I lock inside this booth to take the pain away
My city on my back like it the family name
I was talking to the angels pray for better days
I lock inside this booth to take the pain away
My city on my back like it the family name