Slim - 06 Blood in the streetz lyrics

[Hook: S.L.I.M] I don't care about fame and money When they're people feeling pain and hungry There's blood in the streets(x4) [Verse 1: S.L.I.M] There's blood so the streets ain't virgin to me Blood in the streets, blood on the leaves n***as still hating , these drakes and the meeks But am still praying for the love on the streets I see my ma n***as beggin', I see the hawkers trekkin' I see the preachers just praying that we get to heaven U see the cops preparing to cause oppression But I guess that's all we deserve They ask me, so I pa** chits But they still get nothing on the mark sheet In the front seat, in the back seat It don't matter cause we all in the taxi We all poor,n***a we all poor And we wanna be rich , oh this am sure But we don't invest , we manicure And we still have hope that money will cure our problems? [Hook: S.L.I.M] I don't care about fame and money When they're people feeling pain and hungry There's blood in the streets(x4) [Verse 2: S.L.I.M] There's blood on the streets my n***a There's blood on the streets By blood I don't mean what spills on the sheets I mean there is dim in the light of the streets Segregation And this is the vice that bites the population If i eat sum'n nice doesn't mean am better stationed Than the n***as on the streets with nada to eat With Nada to show with Nada to sip Nada to clothe I would be the same if they took this coat I would be the same if they gave him all I would be the same if they gave him chance So we gotta stand up and have some soul Cause its only in giving that u will find joy, ayt? [Hook: S.L.I.M] I don't care about fame and money When they're people feeling pain and hungry There's blood in the streets(x4) [Verse 3: Ronald] Church is the new club n***as still ain't sh** I mean I got a lot of love look where it got me Wanna free they nipple 'fore they free they mind I ain't one to judge, but how the f** you trying Why the f** you lying, ain't the one who crying I'm the one here on a mic trying to fight the lion Yungin' only do too much Young and I got way too much They done seen sh** and they went blind They done heard sh** and they went deaf I done seen the hustle, but I was born blessed Always had to tussle, but I was born ready I got God to thank, I drank way too much Couple band aids on me, couple heartaches homie I can't fix that now But I got where to start [Hook: S.L.I.M] I don't care about fame and money When they're people feeling pain and hungry There's blood in the streets(x4)