In My Hood lyrics

Yuh
Look around you man
What do you see?

Yeah
In my hood, C’mon
In my hood we need prayer
But no one cares

(Welcome to this living hell
Where only the Lord can get us well)

In my hood in my hood
Such despair
We need prayer we need prayer

(Welcome to the terror dome
Where sufferin's all we've ever known)


[Verse 1: Sevin]
Ay
The youngin’s where I stay’ll
Wake the day up with a ‘kata like it’s nothin to it
Hit ya up
Then get a rush
While you gushin’ fluid
Get it soft, whip it raw
Put some cut into it
Ten toes to the tar
Mobbin’ in that bucket Buick
Ah
Every n*gga in it’s with the business
Slidin’ ridin’ with a life sentence
Relentless for the scratch
Got a batch counting minutes
Pills crisp crack black
And a couple pounds of spinach
And they lock it down in 'jects
Then serving it to the tenants
Hoodies on the dudes mane
Murderous apprentice
Just might burn ya
Ike Turner he’s a menace
Go ahead and light that burner
Pot churner he’s a chemist
Block so scarred off amphetamines and Guiness
Tryin to floss so hard that he’ll never need a dentist
He failed outta school
But he’s hardly a retard
Street smart, G card
Not a blemish for real