Shalom Verse: My nigga get your paper first lawyer money up And keep your head above dirt Momma praying daily daddy in a purse The reaper on search for a soul when it hurts Niggas will tell lies till they’re lying in a hearse Witness the fish fry we supplying them at church Niggas will stand in line we denying them the thirst Pressure can bring percs they been sleeping on the work PHOSHO Need a monster for niggas outta options Off with ya head stay in line when you’re walking Caution right on every corner with the bosses Lost men take a lot of losses costly Mind over matter that’s why what they say mayday When you see em spray what do you say do pray Leaders of the New Skool case of the DOA Ether on the way when you been creeping on the chase WASSSUP Plotts Verse: Social media got most lost kid minds taken hostage.. Cats think they invincible bosses never know real pain.. Til you start taken losses back doored got a bag.. Set up by a scali wag friends can't be trusted.. Neither can these hoes be your right hand man will set you up.. To leave you holey ain't taking religion use to be gang gang Til your facing life in prison no one to hold you down.. And that chick you call wife your whole team passed around Too late to see who's loyal when you're under that soil.. Cats folded under pressure didn't bust back for you.. Thought it was ride or die til you died alone in your ride.. From cold feet youngin died wishing that he held on to his heat Really sucks when you gotta think that it's them or me.. Just remember ain't no love when you out on these streets..

Shalom & Soneta (Intro): I'm sayin, I'm prayin' for my people, I'm sayin', I'm prayin' for the people, I'm sayin', I'm prayin' for my people, I'm sayin', I'm prayin' for the people, I'm sayin' Shalom Verse: From the coldest of blocks where niggas always tokin and they holdin they Glocks My brother always told me put some mo in them pots Be grateful don’t be wasting them knots Better scrape what you got and get a plate when it’s hot I KNOW!!!! It’s always on the go and it’s a must when we po My folks is in the low tryna get at this doe And even when we broke we make it happen phosho Get enough then we ghost The ghetto got a mind of it’s own I’m just praying that your son make it on his way home Cuz lord knows you know it get cold Shedding tears for black mothers barely holding on be strong I pray we find clarity the tragedy of burying a young soul that came up under WE need help Inhale and I let the shit go tryna cleanse my soul I just wanna be whole IM SAYING Soneta (Chorus): Barely holding on, barely holding on, tryna cleanse my soul, tryna cleanse my soul, Lord make me whole, make me whole, make it home, make me gold again Plotts Verse: They say what goes up must come down.. And the drama that you cause comes right back around.. Ain't no time for time outs once you in that spotlight.. Rather die for a name instead of dying to live right.. With a mill in advance died before he got his chance.. Shoulda changed his life once that money hit his hands.. But now it's too late fam and friends attending your wake.. Praying them last prayers hoping you reach them gates.. And God's listening and has mercy on your soul.. Cuz once you leave this earth its out of your control.. So we must do better no one lives forever.. Hopefully heavens a island with beautiful weather.. We need to stop all the violence and build together.. We losing too many youngins trying to get out the dungeon.. Who's just trying to live but didn't see this all coming.. Cuz I know some cats who got locked for pushing them onions.. Soneta (Chorus): Barely holding on, barely holding on, tryna cleanse my soul, tryna cleanse my soul, Lord make me whole, make me whole, make it home, make me gold again

Rogue B (Intro): No you can't run no you can't hide but you hold on to foolish pride Know its hard knowing you can't fly Baby wipe your tears and your lullabies Plotts Verse: Everybody has a story tears and Iullabies Gotta get it how you get it any ways to survive.. Before reality hits hard back to Sq one.. You can run but can't hide from problems you're trying to overcome.. Don't forget where you at everywhere has slums.. Everybody has their own vice trying to get numb Thru these tuff times always keep your head high Thru situations facing this lost generation.. Who's lacking guidance only speak thru violence.. Ain't no honor on these streets no more code of silence Like we had it's sad no mom or dad in the household.. Sipping that lean mind and body froze You would think he's out cold cuz his Eyes are closed.. Young soul riding the wave died before he could get old Chea Young soul riding the wave died before he could get old Rogue B (Chorus): No you can't run no you can't hide but you hold on to foolish pride Know its hard knowing you can't fly Baby wipe your tears and your lullabies Shalom Verse: Speaking of testimonies a demon in his mind he reaping it wit some chronies And peace is in decline they heating up for a dummy The meek will lead the blind we all scheming for money ALL SCHEMING FOR MONEY I’m praying for lil homie they preying on lil homie can’t be playing lil homie I know Got the heater for a seeker off the meter we blow Ain’t no preacher deep enough to reach us where do we go Rogue B (Chorus): No you can't run no you can't hide but you hold on to foolish pride Know its hard knowing you can't fly Baby wipe your tears and your lullabies

Shalom Verse: 40 acres and a mule niggas hopping off the stoop with the scoop Blind troops for the proof mastermind with the truth Be a muse I’m amused niggas checking for who Don’t be confused by them dudes who got nothing to lose Be a fool if you thinking young niggas will lose Got some tools from the school of hard knocks you tryna do BOTTABOOM with a move one two we in tune Let me know niggas ain’t scared we from the moon Get a goon represent where trap and meals meet It’s a treat we at peace or B.O.B on a beast Niggas die for a piece if they ain’t dined with a feast Got a nine in his jeans makes the mission complete Tryna build an empire so the babies can eat It’s plan b on yo ass if you playing for keeps Play wit me and ima do what I do DRILL a beat Soliloquies wit a theme Malcolm and Harlem streets Few kings wit a queen humble your chest team We supreme with the steam right under you GUESS seams Get ‘em clean with the beam rumble for less things Plotts Verse: Aye yo tooly tucked like who gives a fuck go ahead and act up.. Cats is bitch in my eyes disguised acting tuff.. Cats think they real cuz they let that Blick blow.. I'm from the den jects when Newland was a shit hole.. Food stamp recipient stayed rocking shitty clothes.. Stuart's special can't say a nigga ain't ghetto.. Where I'm from knock your hat backwards.. And call it redrum plus the sound from this cannon.. Will blow out your eardrum no rea smurda.. Cook beef that's dead burger searching for the illest out.. No need to look further we here now time to get rid.. Of these weird clowns the syndromes the only reason Why you get down tarted short bus niggas don't get carded.. Who's the next to fall victim to these dope artist.. Ain't gotta tell us when to strike we bomb regardless.. It's Mando general trained type commandos..