Bright lights with the chocos Gun smoke if we run from the po-po Is it real or it's fake Can we live off of faith Guess we in the last days, don't quote though I'm sent from the Christ I know wrong from right I know how to move I'm one with the skies You live on the earth but sleep in the skies I'm here for the kids I'm cleansing their minds They poison our children Poison my people Poison our feelers Living unequal Fifty shot glocks They shoot like I rock They say hell can wait Well don't be surprised if you get taken out early You best to release all your burdens They hate people with dreadlocks and turbans Said they hate folks with dreadlocks and turbans Snakes in the shadows, Slytherin War going on so I gotta stay vigorous Machete on my back, no I gotta stay militant Face shots for anybody tryna interfere with it I say snakes in the shadows, Slytherin War going on so I gotta stay vigorous Machete on my back, no I gotta stay militant Face shots for anybody tryna interfere with it Oh Lord, it's a war outside I hear the people crying Time to love each other instead of niggas dying Tell my pain about what I had to do It's a lot of *** that they ain't telling you I hope I spark the fire that ignites the truth Your son walking down the street crossing over Florida Boulevard Jamming to the beat, Black King out with no regard He should've kept his guard up, the pigs pull up Forcing out his Nike hoodie, now he all beat up Nose bloody, his arm broke, now he screaming for help Everybody standing around but they just scared for themselves Hold up, he blocking out another blow to the head from the nightstick Struggle for air as he spit his teeth on concrete Bam, bam, bam, head right on the sidewalk Crack, crack, crack, rear's breaking, the beats apart They smiling as he coughs, 17 beef like Rodney King You won't find this on Bing like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, shake it off Headshot, headshot, another King Law In the back of his head he see the Holy Ghost Then the gun went off, another lost soul Snakes in the shadows, Slytherin War going on so I gotta stay vigorous Machete on my back, no I gotta stay militant Face shots for anybody tryna interfere with it I say snakes in the shadows, Slytherin War going on so I gotta stay vigorous Machete on my back, no I gotta stay militant Face shots for anybody tryna interfere with it Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's a wild side to hear the people cryin' Time to love each other instead of niggas dyin' Talk my pain about what I had to do It's a lot of *** that they ain't tellin' you I hope I spark the fire that ignite the truth I can't stress enough, no I can't stress enough that I'm under pressure Oh yes, I'm under pressure, oh no, no, no I can't stress enough, I can't stress enough, oh that I'm under pressure Yeah, I'm under pressure It's a wild side to hear the people cryin' Time to love each other instead of niggas dyin' Talk my pain about what I had to do I can't stress enough, no I can't stress enough that I'm under pressure I'm under pressure