Routes To Hell Lyrics – TruZ
Singer: TruZ
Title: Routes To Hell
Little n#gg# be actin’ wild, livin’ foul, never seen ’em smile
Mama never notice change, smokin’ weed meanwhile
He stackin’ the loot, just watchin’ the pipes ignite
He stitchin’ b#tches, totin’ his tech, smokin’ blunts all night
The cz’s havin’ dreams of f#ckin friends or foes
Brand new clothes, 5 hoes openin’ up lex doors
Every smell’s deceivin’ in the crew, he won’t take it light
{?} in the middle of night
So i be sittin’ back, thinkin’ about the stress that i bе under
It wasn’t real hard to say my hood would take mе under
But i wonder, thoughts of myself when i be sleepin’
Who would be that n#gg# to take my life and then my bein’ but i’m seein’
Death at an early age, rage is an everyday stage
And the plots is n#gg#s with glocks, watch the spots
The cops don’t got they mind on the streets
Watchin’ your back, don’t slack ’cause you can’t feel no creep
Knee deep, i don’t wanna be but i gotta be
Blunt smoke in my chest and i’m feelin’ i’m not blessed
A rolex on my neck, walkin’ the ’95 lex-us
I’m ready to bust but no job ain’t seein’ me illegally
I can attain the money and the chain
Resource may be fatal, endin’ out with the {?}
G thang when i’m gettin’ high in a while
My mind creatin’ mental boost, puffin’ up on my blackened mouth
Make me dial 6-6-6 and drinkin’ brew
I’m on the routes of hell, what the f#ck should i do?
Warn the crew, separate the lies from the truths
And every move i make ’em relate, know how to get the loot
I’m on the routes of hell, what the f#ck should i do?
Can’t to listen to moms ’cause she don’t rolls with my crew
sh#t ain’t right, money’s tight in this age
Another n#gg# caught slippin’ on the front page
I’m on the routes of hell, what the f#ck should i do?
Can’t to listen to moms ’cause she don’t rolls with my crew
sh#t ain’t right, money’s tight in this age
Another n#gg# caught slippin’ on the front page
Keep ya head up in the pen till we see you again
I link shots in the air kid and pour straight gin
When the revolution comes son i know you’ll be ready
Until that day we meet again keep your mind rock steady
Keep your head up and maintain, a steady balanced brain
I feel nothin’ but pain ’cause you locked up in that cage
Kids goin’ up in our hood, they startin’ to front
Remember delby, he got popped over a blunt
And this clubs ain’t safe but i’ll just go anyway
I’ll be waitin’ for the day to display the stolen bullets from the m.i.a
A knuckle sandwich souffle, all i’m tryna say, it ain’t that easy out here
But we holdin’ down the fort till you get outta there
Oh yeah the n#gg#s from 4th, i heard they tryna plot
To catch you in your sleep with some sharpened #ss rocks
It don’t stop, n#gg# be singin’ the blues like they was b.b
They caught in welfare, they say it’s good for our city
Woman, man and child, i know it’s gon’ be wild
{?} capacity for n#gg#s livin’ foul
He know i ain’t slippin’ and i’m down for the bucks
But i ain’t tryna push the bases, get popped and kick the bucket
f#ck it, i’m goin’ all out, the new expense
Give a pound to little rich i heard he just got in the ditch
He won’t last long, prolly do that suicide thang
A changer to the moods {?} coroner {?}
You the man, maintain dude and check your commissary
Don’t lose all your squares in one game of solitary
I know it’s hereditary rolled by you and the oldest
I couldn’t have been your fault, them crowds planted all the rules
I’m on the routes of hell but please don’t tell me i didn’t warn ya
I’m on the routes of hell, what the f#ck should i do?
Can’t to listen to moms ’cause she don’t rolls with my crew
sh#t ain’t right, money’s tight in this age
Another n#gg# caught slippin’ on the front page
I’m on the routes of hell, what the f#ck should i do?
Can’t to listen to moms ’cause she don’t rolls with my crew
sh#t ain’t right, money’s tight in this age
Another n#gg# caught slippin’ on the front page
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