"BackAlleyRaps" lyrics

What?
What?

Back to the plan, glass full of sand
Beretta in my hand if I'm caught up in a jam
Rocking like a banger, whole clique is a sham
They try to play ball but they ain't have enough RAM, damn
Like Onyx Imma slam
The gavel on these cowards, send their ass to the land
Where babies never grow and the pistols always jam
Bars on the windows, the scars on their hands
The sun never shine and the moon never can
The stars barely glisten and the people never care
The plants don't grow and the rivers don't flow
Tomorrow never comes and hope never floats

This is how it is
It's been like this for years, it's never changing
This is how it is
I wish I could take it all back, everything I did
This is how it is
It's been like this for years, it's never changing
This is how it is
I wish I could take it all back, everything I did

Cemetery music

Hard times make good men and good men kill the bad ones
So I keep a pistol in my back tucked
The boombox radiate a certain sound
The graveyard style Mister Cemetery Bound
One foot in the grave other foot on the land
Weapon too strong with a debt to make a grand
I sent him to his god when I saw him reach his hand
To his waistband [*bang* *bang*] now he can't
I used to think in life there's a question with no answer
Until I realised I never even put my hand up
I am the writer of my own damn anthem
Yeah
I make the rules and I break them

This is how it is
It's been like this for years, it's never changing
This is how it is
I wish I could take it all back, everything I did
This is how it is
It's been like this for years, it's never changing
This is how it is
I wish I could take it all back, everything I did