Trey Day - IE WW3 lyrics

[2Pac Shakur] "In my raps that im rapping to my community shouldn't be filled with Rage? You know what I'm saying They shouldn't be filled with the same atrocities that They gave to me? In the Media they don't talk about it So in my raps i have to talk about it And it just seems foreign cause there's no one else talking about it." [Verse 1 Trey Day] Uh God will i make it out the hood I Done tried everything a n***a could Got robbed now I'm moving through the streets like "Try me" Man i really wish a n***a would Yeah, and they never understood But they want to act like everything is all good Like I'm pose' to act right Say "no" to crack pipes I picked up the mic some pic up the gun Yeah, and everybody better run 1, 2, if you ready or not They Finna Bury the block Better watch don't carry a clock Sunshine, don't matter what time you get got If YG playing every n***a from "Bompton" Crips in the func' now everybody Locking' Right when the party start popping Came back through then the bodies start Dropping [Bridge] Is it bad that a n***a want more? To Explore? Cause if a n***a stay in the city Then the city gone k** 'em fersure [Hook] Everybody-Everybody Dies Here You won't survive here I.E. Like World War 3 No time for the sh** on my mind When you live here all you do is grind Better get yours, Cause I'm getting mine In a city where a lot of n***as Die Boy you better Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride [Verse 2] Living in the city of the real n***as Where they k** n***as They don't give a f** about your kids or your bills n***a "I'm filled with liquor i don't feel you n***as" Like a white man in front of a field of n***as Im Ga**ed Up, You b**h, You pa**ed out When them n***as came through and blew the gla** out The back of ya whip And took all ya sh** Then stomped out ya click sh** happened on 6th 6th street Pulled up n***as came 6 deep Go anywhere you can But the city quicksand You can struggle all you want but you can't get free Im broke and they can't fix me So when you in the hood put this sh** on repeat Cause n***as here never find peace When they Speeding through the streets with a 9-piece This is I.E [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 3] f** Police, let 'em rest in peace Why the f** is you stressing me? You pull up tryna flex heat Yeah n***a, wanna check my seats? I peel off you ain't catching me Y'all k**ed my brothers, shot my homies Took my mother, left me lonely k**ed my uncles, k**ed my aunties and cousins And i don't give a f** you busting, we busting back In the streets, til' my lungs collapse Its a lot of n***as that ain't coming back If you want to exercise we ain't come for that But you can still get jumped and jacked Huh Life hard when you young and black Even harder when you dumb in fact Boy i been I.E Posted up like I'm on IG This the, City of Dreams like NYC Where a lot of n***as D.I.E 909 til' im R.I.P I feel love when I'm in IE But it still feel like its World War 3 [2Pac Shakur] "I want when they see me they know that everyday when I'm breathing It-It's for us to go farther, you know Every time i speak i want the truth to come out."