85th - Ballistic lyrics

[Verse 1: 21 Quest] There's a war going on outside no one is safe from So they load love bullets and they hate guns Spray sons and daughters betray them Cause the most important thing is the pocket that pays them I swear if any of my fam get hurt, im there Im just telling the truth cause when you walking in the hood It could be any block, you just hope you don't get shot (im good) sh**, I lived another day walking out the projects See my man on summerstage ripping up a concert Told him that I seen a girl, man I been on her He told me that I need a girl, i'll tell you when I find her I'm a New York native, ninety-one is when I came in Queens I'mma need some participation! (yeah, c'mon, c'mon) [Hook] I said pick up a bottle, hope it ain't hollow For my n***as up in heaven, I'mma see you when it's time though Im just trying to fix sh**, glad we existed To all my ladies in the crowd; Go Ballistic (ay) [Verse 2: Eleagle] I know how mad feels, I know how bad feels Cash rules, nah cash k**s That's why I bash bills This dimebag is the only ten I see, Nashville Mad pills, you wish that I was talking about my advil My depression will awake a DJ scratch like a rash will They tell me keep my head up, tell a giraffe chill I stay fed up, like it was my last meal Rap sk**s is that real to move you while you stand still Rap boys number one, im still that choice Where they light trees like christmas and pull back toys Your aura is mourning you and when they mourning you, you're still that moist Murder she wrote, library k** that noise Ill rap boys, chillin on them church steps, reverse def We liver than a baby's first breath Like go ballistic, go ballistic [Verse 3: Matt Cronin] We go ballistic, we go ballistic My lifestyle is catching up with me, my lifestyle is catching up with me Fixed on this poverty mindset, sittin shallow in a 40 Eyes red, only puff the finest Car wash, open up the hydrants Block party barbequing and everyone's invited We in the streets, go ballistic Public property, no addmission Uh, I haven't seen a sober day in weeks Partying moterboating b**hes by the fleets Different dialects of slang, the code that we speak Spotlights, city lights, bodegas never sleep Train breaks be screamin' through the night and we just tryin' to live our life [Hook] I said pick up a bottle, hope it ain't hollow For my n***as up in heaven, I'mma see you when it's time though Im just tryin' to fix sh**, glad we existed All my ladies in the crowd; Go Ballistic (ay)