[ Featuring the Hits ]
The glory of our darkest nights, and the comfort of times like these
They don't know we birds of prey
Ghetto birds with ghetto ways
Chamber explodes and that bullet ricochets
Hits vertebrae on any given day
Don't have names but victims
Don't worry nigga it's a stick up
But if you move you'll get lit up
My melanin hunted down
And my bloodline at the center
It goes bad to worse, but that's what happens when you're a real nigga
They paint the city red, don't give a f*ck bout no pictures
But the end of days are near, somebody go get the bishop
Don't need to go to the army to know about war
Warring with ourselves, but those wars don't feed the poor
Those wars make you call on the Lord, they don't build, they only destroy
Birds of prey my flock was hurt today we lost our boy
Yeah, I lost some niggas, to the place we call the trenches
Glorifing violence, my city full of sickness, my city full of tension
We go against ourselves, the mathematics division
How do I make them listen? When you spitting real shit, they never give it attention
Unless they given a sentence, and by then it's too late
So I'm talking to the children, the ones on section 8
They tried to burn the village, we had to renovate, still we elevate
Love isn't priority when they moving off of hate
Years of maturity, I got grey hairs on my face
They tried to ruin me, I guess I got the last say
The world keep on screwing me, I try my best not to rage
I try to let go of my traumas, to be honest, I get tired of fighting
Cause now it feels like there's nothing behind these sacrifices
Moving like there's nothing in my way, what is more to say
As these 12 songs play, I hope you find it in your soul to recognize
The hunger that keep the spirit healing, I can hear my momma crying
When it rain, them hurdles I overcame, I know they keep her smiling
Numb to death like novacane , hoping they can keep me sane
As the songs I sang, I know I'm blessed, I make a hater go rewind it
I've been out my mental with these pencils on this paper jotting down my life story
From afar I know my neighbors watching me grow up from a boy to man
But this man been plotting world domination of the matrix
Winning my only option? I can see it from my optics
I've been moving really cautious
Balling always been a topic, I can't leave my people starving
Momma, if you listening, I'll make it pinky swear that promise
Taught me to get them commas, without saying I'm forever honest
Knew I wasn't flawless, I've been talking to the reaper lately
Almost ran out of gas, when I decided to drive Ms. Daisy
Daffodils or rose petals, your grave gon need some flower arrangements
Ima king in the making, while these chains, I'ma break them
They would rather see me hanging from trees in this modern slavery
I know I'm gonna reach the top, cause I started off in the basement, I know
