Gunshots

Gun shots pop...when you out for your block

If you in the hood you bangin' whether you like it or not

It's kind of like gunnin' and i know you see mine

Instead i'm counting the days of my life

Cause when they wanna these straight bullets gonna take my life

I can't help it i can't be walking around and taking this shit

Sneaking around from all of the homies

And get treated like a bitch (fuck that!)

I'm doing the best with what i was given

My mom and dad provided the clothes on my back

Lord forgive me for my sining

But my homes have sined there's no way for me to win

Livin my life day by day looking forward to the end

Take me now one by one senor quitame el dolor

Ahorita no quiero jugar hermanita no estoy en el humor

Tengo problemas todos los dias cuando voy ala escuela

Desago aqui hermanita no preocupes mi jefa

Deberianos estar jugando

Enbes de pandillas en la calle

Gunshooooooooooooooooooot

Better hear'em at the night

Growing up in the hood holding my pillows tight

Gunshooooooooooooooooooot

Straight gunnin' stay fly

Lord please don't let me catch one tonight

Gunshots waking me up in the middle of the night

I'm holding my pillow tight

And hopin' a straight bullet won't take my life

Hey lord can you please protect me and my family from these bullets

And give predident to those who carry them guns too and they pull it

Every day in my hood is the same old thing

Gotta watch my back in my own house

I even get jumpy when the telephone rings

Damn!...it's not the life for me to live

Growin' up as a little kid worring about my life to live

Should be paying outside with my friends havin' fun in my hood

But instead i'm stuck in my house every night

Cause these clowns..keep bustin shots...call the cops

It really doesn't matter i just want this noise to stop

Gunshots every night in my hood wish they would stop

Gunshots doesn't really matter if you call the cops cause they won't stop

Gunshooooooooooooooooooot

Better hear'em at the night

Growing up in the hood holding my pillows tight

Gunshooooooooooooooooooot

Straight gunnin' stay fly

Lord please don't let me catch one tonight

La pistola sigue tocando la pistola sigue tocando

Ando yo pensando que porque se andan matando

Cada noche es igual

Tirando balalsos en las calles victimas se caen al hospital

Every night is all the same i'm wondering when's it gonna change

I'm praying in the night i wish that someone would explain

Tell me why.....y dime la verdad

Cuando hoigo la pistola pienso que me van a matar

Damn!...it's like this every day and every night

I'm surrounded by violence in the place where people die

What a kid to do when you live on these blocks

When every day all you hear is gunshots

Waking up...i hear the noise of a gunshot

No able to sleep tonight i wanna know when's it gonna stop

Damn!...there's a time when you really gotta go

I'm all alone i don't wanna be the next to go

Gunshooooooooooooooooooot

Better hear'em at the night

Growing up in the hood holding my pillows tight

Gunshooooooooooooooooooot

Straight gunnin' stay fly

Lord please don't let me catch one tonight