Kna'an - On The Other Side lyrics

I spy with my little eye A murderer, a murderer So long the ratchet in the streets You never heard of her, streets you never heard of her These are the people who are trying hard to slip over, tryin' hard to slip over We're sailing always sailing in the sea of years go by I know I know I know I came a long way Oh yeah with from my heart knock all day I k** a k**ed with a spitter 9 mm on my hip with the debt Then sign me a dealer Had it hard so you been a n***a cry me a river 'Cause I'm from the piss and life's grind me his liver I mean it's spitter then brooder then fruit her Then I'm really little Got a brother and a sister and I'm in the middle Mother tryin' to figure out how to we me a dinner Then I had a piece of bread for my little n***a 'Cause he waiting outside Too shy to ask and too young to die Too weak to rob and too good to lie Two years go by, he a k**er Pissed up high the pillar then he go to work Monkey see monkey do grow the gorilla So he turn another wife into a widow Which turned another son into a bidder Root of all evil it's all lethal Injection without interjecting for people Fall back but ain't no kush around here This is my block call a co*k block 'Cause ain't no p**y round here He's a hard head and a pot head If he'll keep it up he'll be a chop head But he heard his voice in the future instead And he said [Hook] If even small it seem so high It's just a wall I made it on the other side And I won't let you slide Love won't break I'll catch you on the other side Metsie metsie for all my blessings in the murk seat 'Cause sometimes it could've gotten messy Like if my shot came and left me Still acting willin' dumb and thirsty Still saying come and test me Still selling crack by young ol Wesley And low wage cops can still can arrest me That's just not s**y I know you feel it who would've thought I would go four wheelin' in Morocco With a fine dime I brought from Stockholm Take it from a war child never enlisted Life is twisted like I'm not the only one Lenin said Chapman is here, but Lenin's dead [Hook] If even small it seem so high It's just a wall I made it on the other side And I won't let you slide Love won't break I'll catch you on the other side Don't let me go astray 'Cause I am afraid I need your strength So I won't be afraid I spy with my little eye A murderer, a murderer So long the ratchet in the streets You never heard of her, streets you never heard of her These are the people who are trying hard to slip over, tryin' hard to slip over We're sailing always sailing in the sea of years go by In the sea of years go by