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 VERSE 1: Another day in the hood, I awake from the sound of a gunshot Pop, pop, pop, who needs a damn alarm clock? I got a homie out there clocking the white rocks He carries a hype Glock, but he came to a slight stop He found himself behind bars Collected more scars, got right out and broke more laws Some people wonder is it just because he live in the inner city He wanna be a hood like Frank Nitti Cause when he's rolling the streets he don't care He'll stick you up for your money and make you strip to your underwear I know it's kinda pathetic But where I live at you get used to the sound of the paramedics Because it's brothers like him all around here Ain't nowhere to go so you gotta stay down here Cause if it ain't another brother shot dead up It's a junkie OD-in laying on his death bed This is the type of thing that I see everyday Everything is gloomy and grey but what can I say I'm still surviving cause I'm taking the bad with the good It's just another day in the hood