Chris "7Cree" Marshall - The Jeffery Manor lyrics

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Chris "7Cree" Marshall - The Jeffery Manor lyrics

[Verse1:7Cree] Now I been waiting to blow up for so long I Know you hear my sh** ticking Trynna get on so my children can have a better living Cause where I'm at the women stripping right after diploma giving Yellow tape, blood spilling, murder rate through the ceiling They out here raping women, k**ing children No f**s is given in the land of no religion, where men show women no feelings This is where Satan's poetry is written, only time we winning Is when we glorify the sinning, when we spitting no repenting Just some n***as pretending to play the villain all for twitter mentions and attention Where is the line drawn, if one still exists It's hard to keep calm, when every time you look up there's somebody to miss I'm from a hood where everybody like f** it The manor is a maze you can't get up out of it And who got shot last night is the only topic And if you pay taxes you put money in a crooked cops pocket But they love it when you be ballin' is ya only subject I can see the rim but with the pen I wrote above it Thou It's hard to discuss it It leave me sick and disgusted Man I think it's time I make it public [Hook:7Cree] Cause Man I love the chi but, I don't wanna die here Head to the sky like Lord how we pose' to try here Every night, every day I pray, I pray That I can find a way to get up outta' here But every time I open my eyes I wonder why I'm still here Do you ever wanna disappear And as I'm sitting with my hands in my chest staring at the podium Thinking bout' Mr. King and Malcolm X and all that we owe to them We act like we don't know of them, As if they never existed As if they were just an episode of life and we missed it Well here I come airin' reruns from my lungs But all you wanna do is hide behind the gun Murder ya' gift behind every trigga' pulled Now everybody gotta pack a strap in they backpack on they way to work and school Cause in the Manor they k** you by the way you look Here it's easier to find child in a open casket than a open book Come an explore it be the last place you tour Cause nothin' here is good homey nothin' here is pure At least for not that long, until it meets the go And it turns a innocent child into a lost soul I'm just trynna escape this place before I meet my maker Chicago I don't hate cha' I just pray that the Lord would change my neighbors [Hook] See it's living in this world Then there's surviving in the Manor Where n***as is a worst disease than cancer Got me like Mr. West, a yo' Rahm you ain't got the answers All ya' life you been well off and pampered Now how these kids suppose to grow up in this war zone I wake up to the “Dungeons and the Dragons” and I put my sword on We get are mourn on from sun up until the sun gone This place no longer feels like home Soul less bodies and dry bones House parties that end wit' a child gone People murdered over Mikes and iPhones See n***a, I don't wanna die here But the Manor k** a bit of me in each and every tear I'm losing energy, no longer wanna try here No, I ain't scared to die the only thing that I fear Is not finding away up outta' here Before My soul is up outta' here [Hook] [Outro:7Cree] Do you ever wanna disappear? Do you ever wanna disappear? Say do you ever wanna disappear? Man I gotta go right now Man I gotta go right now Yeah I gotta go right now I gotta go right now Cause I don't wanna die here, die here So naw' I can't stay here, can't stay here Cause man I don't wanna die here, die here So naw' I can't stay here, can't stay here Man I gotta go right now Yeah I gotta go right now Yeah I gotta go right now I gotta go right now Cause it feels like, like everything's dying

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