my estate
Travis36 Plays
•16 Feb 2023
Lookin back at my history got me grief, In disbelief of my story in the making, Certain ways got me hating the ways things is changing, Please leave the mortuary down to me, Watchin things turn for the worse, Will I be leaving this game in a hurse? Feelin like the target of Death got my heart hurt, Heartless times got a brother committing crimes, I'm stressed in life, teary eyed, Watchin countless times as brothers die, With others on boundless violations, I'm watching the poor and rich turn into seperate nations, A genocide of younger generations, Coz poor on poor crimes growing fearsome Certain death for us estate children, What can we do when oppressed, but turn to crime? Living in thrall til we die, But don't cry with your despair, Lord do you still care for us brothers on welfare? Who notices another homicide? Or another brother pushed to suicide? They don't care if we survive, Only notice a brother once he holds a knife, This city ain't the same, upbringings of hate got a baby driven crazy, Suffering as pawns of slavery, We all born living trapped, I ain't giving up on the estate Coz people ain't changed when I come back, Brothers givin one love, rarely seeing this hate Coz we all on the page of the chase, On my estate, (Chorus) Shit Is inflamed in my estate constantly, Knifes make a cut in the papers from the city, Seen a mother when her son drops? The pains enough to make her heart stop, All men are looking Heaven sent, Doesn't make a difference if yo innocent, I'm scared of doing time, but selling drugs got me living nice, In a sense I'm serving a sentence for life with this thugs life, Feeling trapped in a drug life, I'm starvin and homeless, can't get employment, So I turn to a life of crime, no enjoyment in this life of mine, Sleepless nights coz of a damaged heart and mind, Mum where did I go astray? If it ain't too late please show a better way, I still have hope of change, But don't know which path to go, Feelin helpless and heartbroke, from the start coming from a broken home, I felt alone, in my mind living life alone, So I close my eyes and picture the good times, A childhood playing out at night, On my estate. (Chorus) Please God tell me why do young kids have to die? Getting clapped coz they're trapped in a fucked life, Mental health and cards you're dealt help in making wrong decisions, Brothers cry coz everything is backwards and broken, How are these angels getting chosen? The estate darkens when brothers turn to cold strangers, There's no escaping hazards and old dangers, When you start to use the crack pipe, You know you've lived a crap life, I spy drugs exterminating poor lives, I can't blame the dealers coz in a dirty life they're just tryna play the game, Why can't nobody feel us? I'm driven insane tryna get through the day, No need to explain, this shits real, I know you feel me, As a problem child of a single mother missing daddy, Held back I can't escape the pain, Wealthy dreams of a brother getting paid, But chasing pipe dreams leads to Hopeless days, On my estate. (Chorus)
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Lookin back at my history got me grief, In disbelief of my story in the making, Certain ways got me hating the ways things is changing, Please leave the mortuary down to me, Watchin things turn for the worse, Will I be leaving this game in a hurse? Feelin like the target of Death got my heart hurt, Heartless times got a brother committing crimes, I'm stressed in life, teary eyed, Watchin countless times as brothers die, With others on boundless violations, I'm watching the poor and rich turn into seperate nations, A genocide of younger generations, Coz poor on poor crimes growing fearsome Certain death for us estate children, What can we do when oppressed, but turn to crime? Living in thrall til we die, But don't cry with your despair, Lord do you still care for us brothers on welfare? Who notices another homicide? Or another brother pushed to suicide? They don't care if we survive, Only notice a brother once he holds a knife, This city ain't the same, upbringings of hate got a baby driven crazy, Suffering as pawns of slavery, We all born living trapped, I ain't giving up on the estate Coz people ain't changed when I come back, Brothers givin one love, rarely seeing this hate Coz we all on the page of the chase, On my estate, (Chorus) Shit Is inflamed in my estate constantly, Knifes make a cut in the papers from the city, Seen a mother when her son drops? The pains enough to make her heart stop, All men are looking Heaven sent, Doesn't make a difference if yo innocent, I'm scared of doing time, but selling drugs got me living nice, In a sense I'm serving a sentence for life with this thugs life, Feeling trapped in a drug life, I'm starvin and homeless, can't get employment, So I turn to a life of crime, no enjoyment in this life of mine, Sleepless nights coz of a damaged heart and mind, Mum where did I go astray? If it ain't too late please show a better way, I still have hope of change, But don't know which path to go, Feelin helpless and heartbroke, from the start coming from a broken home, I felt alone, in my mind living life alone, So I close my eyes and picture the good times, A childhood playing out at night, On my estate. (Chorus) Please God tell me why do young kids have to die? Getting clapped coz they're trapped in a fucked life, Mental health and cards you're dealt help in making wrong decisions, Brothers cry coz everything is backwards and broken, How are these angels getting chosen? The estate darkens when brothers turn to cold strangers, There's no escaping hazards and old dangers, When you start to use the crack pipe, You know you've lived a crap life, I spy drugs exterminating poor lives, I can't blame the dealers coz in a dirty life they're just tryna play the game, Why can't nobody feel us? I'm driven insane tryna get through the day, No need to explain, this shits real, I know you feel me, As a problem child of a single mother missing daddy, Held back I can't escape the pain, Wealthy dreams of a brother getting paid, But chasing pipe dreams leads to Hopeless days, On my estate. (Chorus)
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