Ace Hood - H.O.E. (Hell On Earth) lyrics

[Produced by: Reazy Renegade] [Intro : 2Pac Talking] I'm not saying I'm Jesus, but I'm saying we go through that type of things every day We don't part the Red Sea, but we walk through the 'hood without without getting shot ,you know what I mean ? We don't turn water to wine, but we turn motherf**ing dope dope fiends and dope heads into profitable productive citizens [Verse 1:] I hate to say it but most of my n***as in prison or jail They told me it's tough to believe in a God when you living in hell The guns gets loaded and bodies get dropped in this sh** everyday Your mama's a christian her only position's continue to pray Crack babies all in the hood and junkies all over the jets When n***as would sell on their uncle it's just to come up on a check My young n***a called me told me he tryna move out the ghetto Cause he might walk out the door and the police can shot him whenever I'm raised in a city if there is a problem you don't call the cops n***a this sh** is so real in the field that we play with the Glocks Our father which art in heaven Hollows will be in the clip, I pray that you send me a blessing My message to young'ns is pick up a book and let's put down the heat Murders on top of the murders, another one covered in sheets Another memorial, candles and teddy bears all in the streets Another lil n***a who face on a shirt as he resting in peace Just cause you throwing your life away that do not mean that you gangsta I don't consider that real when they go flashing the banger n***as who really 'bout violence they only move in silence n***as react on emotions just shows me the lack of knowledge Just being honest Restricting our minds from seeing the world we holding it hostage Go and get some money and put your momma up into a crib n***a Never hated on whoever made it that's real n***a Pray for my mind and pray for my soul and cover my body Lord, they think I'm part of the illuminati Only because of this f**ing Bugatii These n***as with me will shot up your party So many blessings but still I be stressing I just want so head from this b**h that I'm texting Is it too much that I ask for? Guess that's why my career slow My n***as don't want to see me grow f** it you ain't got to understand Get it popping just like a frying pan Sick of weight I need a diet plan Seven figures on my new advance Lord knows screaming f** them all They pop up missing I am not involved The devil hit me but I missed the call Ain't no humble I'm just warning y'all Tell them n***as ain't no love lost Building mines just like a real boss Hood Nation til my expiration Follow me to my destination [Outro: 2Pac Talking] I'm not saying I'm Jesus, but I'm saying we go through that type of things every day We don't part the Red Sea, but we walk through the 'hood without without getting shot you know what I mean? We don't turn water to wine, but we turn motherf**ing dope dope fiends and dope heads into profitable citizens HOOD NAAAAAAAATION