Purple

Light it, uhh
Light it up, uhh

The whole, city is mine, prettiest don
I dont like the way P. Diddy did shyne with different lawyers
Why its mentioned in my rhymes? **** it, its just an intro
Hate it or love it, like it bump it or dump it
Writing, across the stomach spell God son
Life is like a jungle black its like the habitat of tarzan
Matter of fact, its harder than most can imagine
Most of my ****** packed in correctional facilities
Half of them passed on, mack strong, couple of shots
May the ghost leave a body, now they hauntin the block
Where they used to stand at, somebodys takin they place
A younger man perhaps, hand slaps, cant understand that
Same walk , same talk, I wonder can that be possible
A thug dies, another step inside his shoes
And they will hurt you, layin low with a bottle
Im blowin circles, my state of mind purple

Light it, light it, uhh
Yeah.. light it up, light it up, uhh

Yall just wanna deal with drama
Talk about ****** who got things
Youll ready to kill his momma
Everything you went to is underworld related
You sell your man out, not even your girl is sacred
You dont trust a soul, hold up, you moldin soldiers
To pull guns quick and always look behind the shoulder
Think of how many dudes died tryin to be down with you
Everybodys under six feet of ground but you
Still standin, still roamin through the streets, thats real
You a survivor, knowin all the beef is ill
You got a bunch of thugs witchu even now thats ready
Trustin your judgment, quick to put it down, they deadly
The hood love you but behind your back they pray for the day
A bullet hit your heart and ambulances take you away
That aint love its hate, think of all the mothers at wakes
Whose sons you killed, and you aint got a cut on your face?
Unmarked police cars roam the streets hard, the heat is god
Somebody tell these shorties reach for the stars
Instead they tell em how to reach through the bars, holdin a mirror
Lookin down a tear in jail, makin weapons to kill ya
We smoke three tokes ***** pour more henny
He sighs with eyes that seen a war too many
Cold-blooded murderers, universal
Hood to hood, blowin smoke, state of mind is purple

Light up, light up light up, uhh
Light it up.. light it up, light it up, uhh
Uhh.. uhh, uhh, light it, light it, uhh

These hot-headed youngsters, always get into trouble
Reactin before thinkin, they easily irritated
And murders premeditated, its a fact that we sinkin
When we should be climbin, in a nutshell, its just jail
Drug sales, liquor and diamonds, ****** rewindi
Instead of movin forward, to blow up so whats the science?
People shoutin, police pushin the crowd
And on the grounds a young soldier, with meat hangin out him
Am I hallucinatin off the hazin?
Or did I just see a ***** shoot another *****s face in
Its a ugly nation, cops circle the block with mug shots
Photograph picturesof, suspect faces
Its usually, two or three ****** who innocent
But if they lock the wrong ones up, then someonel snitch
A divide and fall strategy, they arent fair
I dig in my bag of **** thats covered with orange hair
This color purple l make whoopi give me the *****
You silly, oprah and danny glover gots to feel me
This is how I escape the madness, too much of anything l hurt you
So, my state of minds all purple

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