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Текст песни Black Market Militia - Hood Lullabye

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[Timbo King]Yo, inside a hood, they are fiendsYoung teens, wanna look like the magazines, O.G.`s with M-16`sHear the story, later, upstairs, a baby`s cryin`Cuz her mom`s upstairs fryin`, I`m outsideWith the lions, and the timberwolves, stalk the streetsGorilla beast heaters on, fitted onIt`s dark and gloomy, three pigs on a dutyIt`s not a fable, it`s hood lullabye, where the brothers die[Hell Razah]Project playgrounds, death singin` nursery songsBuilt a school on the cemetary, for your new bornFrom the cradle to the casket, or in a straight jacketGod will be forever, son, your flesh burn to ashesThe hood school a shorty how to re-up on his crack flipsLittle Red Riding Hood got raped in the black whipMother Goose crib got raided for them last bricksThem three little pigs again with DEA badgesThe warren and the judge, havin` dinner on the matress[Timbo King]We used to throw m-80`s, but now that heat popWhen the D`s come, patrol the whole blockIn due time, they`re kingdom will fallInside project halls, with forty foursHumpty Dumpty, played the block hardUntil he got shot down in the courtyardMary has a coke habit, everywhere she goBackstage sniffin` snow, twenty gram hoe[Killah Priest]I`m like welfare for siblingsThe similac of rap for all my children, digesting my factsRegurgetating all that weak shit, I lift they little armsBut `em over my shoulders, pat they back while singin` a songBut these are lullabye`s of hood lifeI tell `em stories of ratchets blowin` fiends, pullin` on pipesBefore I kiss `em sayin` goodnight, pictures in they domeNiggaz in jail, never coming home, the guns, crosses, tombstonesLittle youth never live long enough to become grownIt`s funny watchin` they expression change while they sleepFrom fear, to horror, cuz what they see is the streetsI frighten them so they will never choose this lifeI`m like a ghetto Morpheus, holdin` red and blue diceI show you how and far the barrel hold goesHope you see the light, right before it blows, hood lullabye

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