COMPLEX OF KILLING A MAN

My niggas pulled up in the Rover Had the candy paint, the strap was laying on the floor He leaned up out the window threw his gang up said, "Let's roll" Took us to the kitchen, put the mustard on the stove, uh-huh I'm like, "My nigga, what's it finna be?" Two niggas in front, three niggas in backseat, uh, mm-mm, seat, uh My nigga Biscuit passed the heat, uh Tony grabbed the strap and that nigga passed it to me, uh My heart's racing, I pass it to my nigga Reef, uh (Reef) He takes deep breaths, he leans up out his seat What's the complex of killing a man? Can't help but think that this scenario's part of a plan That's word to Willie Lynch and Uncle Sam Ghetto child, ghetto child (ghetto child, child) Running wild, running wild (running wild, wild) This Glock gon' change your ways So count your days, ah (okay) That night I sat next to my conscious She said, "Look at y'all niggas, y'all is some monsters" Black boy lays on ground, he's unresponsive (look at y'all niggas, y'all monsters) Then I seen the son of Jehovah The Holy Spirit, blood of Jesus, it's drowning me over And this intensity I much rather drown in some water He told me that he had a plan for him when he was older Could have been the doctor needed while saving your daughter Matter of fact a Black president bringing us close What's the complex of killing a man? Can't help but think that satan's watching and clapping his hands 'Nother gang banger hopped on the caravan Ghetto child, ghetto child (ghetto child, child) Running wild, running wild (running wild, wild) This Glock gon' change your ways So count your days, ah Am I living in vain? Heart beating out my chest and I'm sweating insane Doing 80 down the freeway, we swerving through lanes And then the cops, they pulled behind us, we crashed into a divider Blood's dripping all down my sinus They said, "Freeze, freeze, freeze Put your hands in the air, nigga, get down on your knees, knees" My nigga Tony grabbed the heat He said, "Fuck it, I'ma die with my set all on my sleeve If I kill this nigga now, I could save another three" Jay screamed, "Fuck the boys, they killed Smiddy last week" Here's the complex of killing a man They take a three-fifths man, put a gun in his hand Black codes, niggas, we never stood a chance Jesus said he loved us so, he will never Jesus said he loved us so, he will never Jesus said he loved us so, he will never Jesus said he loved us so, he will never Jesus said he loved us so, he will never