Emanuel Brown - Back 2 Da Hood lyrics

Back 2 the hood Where they dare your ass to go flex No checks, they been grinding Make they ends stretch Staying fresh on the avenue Ducking red and blue They flagging to, hear them sirens Then it’s time to move It ain’t a game, we going make it clear Dodged the morgue, by another year Them vice vans might reappear The steady struggle of just living here Better come correct, go protect neck That ain’t a threat, but it’s popping in these streets Days feel like weeks, motherfu*kas never sleep Step to me, better watch how you speak That chrome ready, get to shooting them rounds How it sounds, it’s not safe with children around Give me my escape, think I found a way Gridiron play, take a shot to make the NBA If not that, then I’ll cook away Build my stripes in this powder game Cuz that ziploc, fund the wrist watch You get stock Get a Ferrari, from cutting these rocks You be shocked, from all that I seen Close to game over, yeah at fifteen I felt obligated, it’s in my genes Rep your set, get respect & the green I wanted in to the life of a five No jive But the OG’s, said I can’t ride Wanted in to be repping the slime Chase the grind But Joe told me Let’s keep you alive Back 2 the hood Where they dare your ass to go flex No checks, they been grinding Make they ends stretch Staying fresh on the avenue Ducking red and blue They flagging to, hear them sirens Then it’s time to move It ain’t a game, we going make it clear Dodged the morgue, by another year Them vice vans might reappear The steady struggle of just living here Fresh C Verse Am I half white Or half crazy Picket signs outside Depict the color lines in my city Police sirens Been quiet Since the peace treaty Red and blue Nike Cortez Cover the sky’s beauty (Naw) You don’t know the half of it My teacher told me i ain’t sh*t But a stupid Mexican Your people trim my trees You fu*king spic Why don’t you hang from it She took her own advice & her life Overdosin’ on heroin There I am Peddlin’ medicine (forty second & third) Giving blessings, out of cellophane (Word) Hiding my devilish grin Under my Los Angeles brim Killing my own kind With poisonous amphetamine Pledging allegiance To the bandana, In my denim man Dying over the color He spilled when they killed that man (Damn) Cut with the cloth they imitate Images they portray Engraved in my equilibrium With a switch blade Let me demonstrate Spark to the bomb They detonate Resonate fu*k I hate this place One step from heaven Knee deep in hell, dodging a early fate Catching a stray Was my biggest nightmare Dreams turned into reality Porky died, right here Back 2 the hood Where they dare your ass to go flex No checks, they been grinding Make they ends stretch Staying fresh on the avenue Ducking red and blue They flagging to, hear them sirens Then it’s time to move It ain’t a game, we going make it clear Dodged the morgue, by another year Them vice vans might reappear The steady struggle of just living here