SiR - RealNighash** lyrics

[Intro: Sir] Real n***a sh** [Verse 1: Sir] And so the story began, with a young black man From the South-Side, a Chicago's hood Understood winters get cold And summers get hot And so does the block Anytime after, 9 o'clock Five to nine n***as clock-in, control the spot No cooking in the kitchen kids, cause the stove is hot The souls are not Liberated Indoctrinated with hatred and self destruction Unaware we are the victims of a criminal construction And i thought i was supposed to be the keeper of my brother But now brothers keep bullets to put, holes in each other PREACH The city made me aware of the hustle That you gotta protect your check either through lead or through muscle PREACH Lessons of survival Dead on arrival Jesus my request is can you tell me if I can protect my body from the bullets with a Bible? RealNighash** [Verse 2: Sir] Lil dude with the gla**es bumping all in your hood Single parent home, my momma did what she could To keep me out the streets The streets eventually would Catch a n***a slipping right in front of the Wood Ducking and dodging bullets, its squad mobbing And pistols that solve problems,if God can't solve problems For people who pray For resolution Hear the shots near revolutions Sitting sipping sh** like should I ask Sway? Who got the answers? Maybe I do Maybe the city's been stuck in a sickened survival Tell you what I'd do I'd pull the people from poverty up through the bayou My chain Latched to the roots of a Timberland tree, my history Hangs RealNighash** [Verse 3: Sir] We lose our queens to misogyny Change our kingdoms for gangs Is that too real Tell me for how long do we k**? Trapped by the confines are still miseducated minds If truth lies in the eyes, then all we see is stay alive I took a road less traveled A wrong turn could be my demise Devised a plan to make a dream deferred a dream defined And change the lives through rhymes that I inscribe Between the lines RealNighash**