[Verse 1: James Franken]
We was puffin' the reefa
Bumpin' the speakers
'til the jake stopped, race started
Pumpin' my sneakers
It was late
So I ain't wanna get caught up, wit the coppas
And I ain't tryna see curfew so it's f** the polices
I trust in my leader
Ain't god, it's my vision man
So I started
Hoppin' fences runnin' into thangs
Just to think, this is all over somebody else's dividends
If I ain't pick up either I wouldn't be in this business, man
I lost a lotta breath
Stopped so I could rest
Saw the flood light from across the other fence
Got under a porch just so I could spark this cigarette
While cops circle the block cuz they cause a lotta stress
And its hot up in this nest
I'll probably endeavor a lotta pressure
Whatever cause I'mrey lost and its whats best
I gotta find myself, eventually I'll end up findin' d**h
And I bet, that I'ma see time before I lie in rest
S'why I pray
[Chorus: ?henom]
And I pray, and I pray, and I pray, and I'm prey
Thinkin' I'm fallin' victim to the system err'day
Don't get me wrong man, cuz I love the USA
But I hate Red, White and Blue, cuz it means they're on the way
X2
[Verse 2: ?henom]
Popo on my tip
Hop the locomotive
Solo local rollin' from the pigs
With hopes of goin' global
Let my vocal lava drip
Posted like a package
On the avenue
Runnin' gambits but gotta keep my wits
Cuz a hungry fiend
And under-covers seem to be a team
Seasoned with schemes
Never dealt heaters, keep it clean
Got a better sight
In the dead of nights
Sensin' red and white Like confederate flags
Don't get tagged with a crime
Riding behind the bacon is basically bad enough
'specially if those felonies are steady addin' up
I got the raddest luck
Pray I don't get caught up in the moment
Cuz mama might wanna move me from from the C like she Moses
And the C is where my homies, hoes and mostly where my home is
I know I need to lay lower but lately I slang to stoners
And I blow up
Stow my f**in' dough in the socks
Cuz if the cops come they'll wonder where I'm gettin' the guap
Cuz I ain't f**in' with THE system
The jury hates the TC
Even god as my witness
They still is givin' me fifty to life
And that's just f**ed up
Youngin tryna make a come up
Run up showin' their gunners
Surrender, and lie in gutters
Made a promise to mother
Never be caught in cells
Lately I'm realizin'
That I've been closer to hell
And even though the 5-0 no longer catchin' me smell
They still try to catch me slippin'
With intention to sell
Might as well
[Chorus] x2
[Outro: James Franken & ?henom]
And I pray x16
And they prey x5
[James Franken]
These ma'f**as cray man
We the predators
[?henom]
Man, f** the motherf**in' system man
fu*k the system