Fleming Street - Locksmith

You know regardless of all the bull shit it still made me who I am.

Yo…

How do I fix my mouth to say I’m sorry

And all we saw was the flashing lights

The tire marks, the body parts by the traffic lights

The sweat from his mothers brow

The sense of disbelief and all the grief that you suffered to lose your oldest

child

The stone walls and the phone calls of pity

The faux pas and the four walls that fall on the city

The flocks of family members that send your their best regards

And the faith you can’t escape and that got you questioning god

Like.how do we find ourselves here

What do we represent for

How do we wipe the slate clear

What do we do to ensure

That in stores are bit more a torment or resent for

How do you look the dudes in the face

The bullets were probably meant for

Mentors are useless, the police are spiteful

One less stress about, they sentiments delightful

A pipe full of candy that comes in handy how niggas eat

More than just me rappin it’s really happenin' on fleming street

I said it’s more than just me rappin it’s really happenin' on fleming street

This where the killers meet, this where the dealers beat

More than nigga scrappin, they really clappin to fucking eat

You ain’t gotta listen, you ain’t me gotta know me

This is how it’s been how it always gonna be

This is how it is it’s forever gonna be

Forever gonna be

How do you take advantage when you’re young and wild

Running foul and careless

Fuck what they was yelling, rebelling against our parents

Moved away in high school though I choose to wallow

To the shy dude that I knew killing my school with a ralo

Instead they started shooting instead of fighting

Started to hide in, writing it down in my mental journal, external lightness

Well my father made it harder though the harshness had me bothered

I was caught up I was brought up never to follow

And how do you leave the place you love, how do you find your solace

How do you take advantage of living a life of carnage

Honest started yelling in despair, yelling yourself be prepared

Smelling the air, how the hell is this fair?

And niggas still moving powdered rock, every hour cowards pop

That’s the reason my city’s known for liquor stores and flower shops

This ain’t Glock with them little niggas and killers meet

More than just a fraction it’s really happenin on fleming street

I said it’s more than just me rappin it’s really happenin' on fleming street

This where the killers meet, this where the dealers beat

More than nigga scrappin, they really clappin to fucking eat

You ain’t gotta listen, you ain’t me gotta know me

This is how it’s been how it always gonna be

This is how it is it’s forever gonna be

Forever gonna be

Ye.

And I overheard the screams from the front room was listening by the hallway

An argument to determine where we would all stay

My mother wants to leave the hood she said it’s all to blame

My father wants to stay 'cause he’s not accustomed to change

We need time to save and you’re always ready to spend

She said, what about your son, what if something happens to him, huh?

Could you forgive yourself just knowing what was lacking

That’s all she needed to say, the next day we started packing

Packing up our sorrows, packing up a car load

Packing up our yesterdays and looking towards tomorrow

And although I’m grown it stil hurts and it shows

I can never turn my back it’s the only home that I know so.

What’s happenin' lil cuz, I’m still in deep shock

We came a long way from playing by that green box

The same spot where them older niggas and killers meet

You left us all but your spirit still on Fleming street

You left us all but your spirit still on Fleming street

This where the killers meet, this where the dealers beat

More than niggas rappin it’s really happenin' on fleming street