Lyrics
Chorus:X2
Its tha projects/Projects/
That got me stuck/
Can n e body save me/
And help me get up/
Its tha projects/Projects/
That got me stuck/
Can n e body save me/
From this life that’s Fuck up/
Another day in up tha projects/
so tell me wats nexts/
thugs deals drugs/
girls...wait on corner for paid sex/
I'm Mesmerizin to myself/
Sayin wat tha heck/
wakin up lookin at tha mirror
and see wat it reflects/
this world so evil/ filled wit darkness from people/
u cant neglect/
girls need attention/
while a gangsta need respects/
So homie/
Life as a gangsta would get ya wreck/
Check ya specs/
U don’t know how many rivals/
Is after u or wat they plan to do/
Wit tha tech/
Maybe they wanted tha knife up in your neck/
So Wats Nexts
Tha projects is drivin me to isanity/
They after u and your family/
and then the life of your ur lover/
they already closed tha casket on ur brother/
Homies..on tha street sheddin each other/
Why can’t we just get along and walk wit one another/
Instead of putting bodies in tha gutter/
From murders/ police as question /
They got scared so They started to Stutter/
So Now im askin myself/
Will they ever forfeit/to quit
Do they think its worth it/
Over colored flags/
How much blood will b shed/
Over the colors of blue and red/
How many homicides committed
How many innocent victims on street
will end up dead/
so Hope ya homies will understand/
That holding and shooting a gun/
In your hand/
Doesn’t make u a man/
And give u more confident/
So check out tha consequences/
Verse 2:
I know Its kinda Strange/
But I still can’t rearrange/
To make many life change/
Stupid things we do for street fame/
A night up in tha jail cell/
Lock up in damn chains/
Some can hold on strong/
But some reallie can’t hang/
In tha street gangs/
We only bring our family pain/
Tear drops like rain/
Knowing life would never b tha same/
But in ur mind ur thinking at tha time
That u can be careless/
because of u/
ur parents felt embarrass/
when ur gone at night/
out of sight/
they stay awake all restless/
wit tha open light/
hoping u know that life/
only has one strike/
So quit doing whats wrong/
and start doing whats rite
Before u reach the heaven in tha skies/
And that’s when Its to late to realize/
Put down tha joints/
At tha point
tha tears will start drippin from ur eyes/
From tha life that’s so pityful/
Check it out though/
U jus never know/
When u jus might b shot/
And put up in tha hospital/
Physical/Conditions Critical/
Bullet wounds visible/
So think twice/
before u put urself in tha casket/
At your own Funeral/
While the Monks perform tha Rituals/
Talking:
Yo This is tha real shit/
This is wats happening/
This is Life on tha street/
Through my eyes this is wats in my vision everyday/
for any of ya that’s in tha gang or trying to bang/
This song will tell u where ur headed/
And for those stuck in this situation/
I Hope Ya’ll homies feel me/
U know wat im sayin/