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Artiste:
Who-dey (The)
Titre:
In The Sky Part 2 Ft ALA
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(chorus) Innocent men killed In a world run by dollar bills In the streets where nobody sees Everyday all the tragedies So many hearts empty, they have no hope left inside But with heads high, there's a chance you'll find an answer in the sky (Shmack) So many rappers flying with the angels in the sky Their mommas weeping and crying, and I gotta ask why There no denying this is, buying this, obviously a lie Killed on the vegas strip, no witnesses, a phantom drive by After a Mike Tyson fight, in the sight of the bright lights at night Pac assassinated, criminated, another spark was ignited Months later Biggie Smalls was shot, murdered in cold blood His mother wanted justice, cause her tears caused a flood She even warned him not go to back to cali She knew he was far too young to have to see his grand finale Still no justice, nobody suspected in the killings Not willing to look for answers, cops just eating doughnuts and chilling Filling out papers that read cased dismissed, never fulfilling The need to have some closure, the police just become the villain The one thing I don't understand is what motivates the hatred Hearts of pure black, corruption, murder, robbing, and raping It continues on, loved ones lost, so many hearts aching But with the answer in the sky, I believe that we can make it (chorus) (A.L.A.) Guns on the block, hatred in the streets, with all this violence goin' on its hard to even sleep Senseless killing people, cats don't appreciate life, I ask myself why are people's hearts filled with strife We living some dark times, under the stress people choose to bust guns, I choose to bust rhymes, forget knives, wont let that thinking blind my sight, I say its about time we start seeing light Every breath is taken with fear then black guns go up in the air, with the chrome they wanna make a way that ain't there, never existed never will, but they so desensitized the only word they know is kill. In the mall, in the club, even the church It seems like this mess is just getting worse, I throw my hands up in the sky, the LORD hears our cries, he'll make a way and soon will come the brighter days (chorus x2)