Say little homie I see you running the streets...

You want to sell alittle something...you want to pack your heat

I aint mad at you though, cause you just trying to break bread...

But allow me to inform you about what's ahead

see its not like them games...you cant hit reset

some of this killers after you will have have you packed and sent

make one false move and you down for bonds with no bail

tell me..are you ready for jail? and on a spiritual note...are you ready for hell?

Cautious yourself..think about your actions

all these years of bondage, we going back for satisfaction

step up, and find other means, man I aint trying to be a burden

but think in between man the generation's hurting

we dying by our own hands, lets change it up, lets make amends

Think about it for a second bruh...think about the kids and the influence we bring

Think back to when King said "I Have a Dream..."

 

See Red...Think about what you doing

See Red...Will it leave your life in ruins

See Red...Is worth all the fuse

See Red...From the front to the back of the bus

 

Everyday you walk around

pants hanging to the ground

(click...clack...pow) you lost but your never found

dial those ten digits...then press pound

better hope your mom's home

and she may get loud

got a crowd at your back

everyone at your head

you the survivor that was left for dead

with the limited knowledge they want to call you a Sped.

no time right now, this is not pretend

Just keeping it 100

cautious not the press the wrong buttons

hear the gun fire best get to running