Halla - Kokane

Turn the lights off

Crepping alone

Where them niggas at

Dare' them niggas go

I’m about to let my 4.4 blow

Take 1 of mine i’mma take 3 of yours

Such a vicious cycle in the ghetto

Tryna' get by just a little

My grandma always told me

That a nigga gotta have hustle on the side

Or cease to survive

6 in the morning feds at my door

Bearly had the 10 slip on my clothes

Out the back window ran throught the alley

My nigga picked me up and we skirted to the valley

I’m at the safe house tryna' figure things out

Make me wanna holla, scream and shout

Cause when you in it, to win it

Pushing and pimping

Can be the closest nigga to ya

That be snitching and tell

Hellll…

Make me wanna halla

Way they do my life

20−15, yada’da’mean

Little nigga on the corner serving basehead fiends

Only 13 leaning of mean

Mom’s on crack, sister hunt for cheese

Forget mickey D’s

He rather make G’s

Fuck a happy meal when it don’t pay the bills

They’d rather spend a trillion dollers

On funding the wars

They’d rather spend a trillion dollers

Than feeding the poor

With no shoes on they feet

Some barely can eat

Product of the environment

The strong eat the weak

In a concrete jungle

And it’s hard to survive

What kind of life is that

When ya born to die

Make me wanna halla

Way they do my life

I’mma field nigga

Rolling my cutlass

Picking cotton nigga

You in the house like Frederick Douglass

They used to burn nigga’s

Feed our baby’s to the alligator’s

See us hanging in them tree’s

Cause of skin colour

And for generations

We had to live in fear

Enough is enough, revolution’s here

I take shit on Willie Lynch grave

That cracker did us wrong

Cause nigga’s still act like slaves

We were taught like that

Not to love ourselves

While we wait to goto heaven when we living in hell

I’m Marcus Garvey on a harley

Aka Nat Turner with a burner

I’m speaking the truth like sister Sojourner

The public pretenders don’t give a fuck about nigga’s

They tryna' reach in the quota

To much weight on my shoulders

Private corporations, invest in legislation

No reparation, no education

Make me wanna halla

Way they do my life

Ain’t no sunshine where i’m from

Only darkness flows my way

Ain’t no sunshine where i’m from

There’s got to be a better way