Testo First Evergreen - WESTSIDE BOOGIE

Testo della canzone First Evergreen (WESTSIDE BOOGIE), tratta dall'album The Reach

Life
Damn
Picture this shit, a mom in the middle of shit
And she sick of this shit, her son on some ignorant shit
What you think she gon' do? She gon' send him to church
In the city of Compton, that shit
Ain't gon' help in the midst of a curse
Now I'm in the choir and I'm hallelujah
Then I go outside and hear niggas pirouetting
That's my cousin Cam, yeah, that nigga a kid too
He get dissed, I get dissed too
Might as well bang that shit too
Stuck in a circle, at least I'm no square though
Thought that shit was for weirdos
Guess I ain't a nigga who cared though
How we seeing no evil, but we hearing these sirens?
How we thinking we grounded when all of my niggas is pilots?
'Cause this is plain old bullshit
The same pastor in the same old pulpit
I'm praying to God for all of my niggas I lost
From the streets that I crossed
You think I'm gon' pull out a cross when them niggas gang banging?
Not in this shit, but I'm still in this shit, them niggas gang banging
Don't get this shit, but I'm still
With this shit, everybody gang banging
'Cause them niggas ain't changing
Give a fuck if you ain't banging though
'Cause them niggas gang banging
What's up with this shit? I'm still on my thugging and shit
Like I'm stuck in this shit, I can't get enough of this shit
In the cut with the wine, back when niggas was mobbing
Was up in the Hoovers with no Bobby Johnson
And niggas got lost in the city of Compton
That's probably the city where niggas was found at
Or I'm up in the beach where some niggas had drowned at
You was thinking you real until niggas was shooting
Why we thinking it's healthy when all of this shit was pollution?
Talking dirty, then got niggas aired out
Thought that shit was the weird route
No, that ain't no shit that I care about
You hear about them niggas who do all that side talk
Like they out in the street 'til the
Day they get slumped on that sidewalk
It ain't my fault about how my mind's lost
Shit, lives lost from all these lines crossed
I'm praying to God for niggas that's fiending the title
From the streets that I walked
You think I'm gon' pull out a Bible when them niggas gang banging?
I ain't in this shit, but I'm still in
This shit, them niggas gang banging
I don't get this shit, but I'm still
With this shit, everybody gang banging
And them niggas ain't changing
Give a fuck if you ain't banging though
'Cause them niggas gang banging



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Writer(s): William Brown, Anthony Dixson
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