Pray For My City lyrics

[Intro: V-Nasty]
Hey, what's the Murder rate right now? Matter of fact, turn this song off, go on the internet, and look at East Oakland murder rate right now....

[Verse 1: V-Nasty]
This sh*t is getting crazy
8 people shot and a 8 year old baby
My prays go to your family
High roller
I don't know you but this damaged me
It hurts to see what them cameras see
Another boy got shot a week ago
He was only three and y'all know this feels
Everyone I grew with is getting killed
I don't think I can handle it
Everywhere, it's a bottle, it's a candle lit
In the city and the siege
Every time I turn around they screaming RP
My bruhs locked up so I'm always yelling free
Watching Channel 2 will make you hate TV
I miss all my bruhs
I'd give all this up just to see little Nertie and give him a hug
f*ck the internet, they don't know V
They think I'm a gimmick, slide through the east
See how many real motherf*ckers f*ck with me
If you don't like it , oh well, don't f*ck with me
[Interlude: V-Nasty and Mistah F.A.B.]
Hey Fab Man, let them know what's up in these streets man
And, I know mommas is stressing out, kids fighting life and sh*t
V, I feel you
This sh*t ain't cool, bruh
This some real sh*t

[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]
They say this city lost
No one to lead them from the evil
They blame the Anti-Christ
Oh sh*t, I blame the people
You know them OGs in the 80s
Man, that's so D, the messages like Brodie
Pimped our mommas left us lonely
I grew up without no daddy
My momma smoking rocks
All my brothers selling crack
Man, all my brothers, man, they locked
In this city, got some killer cops
Now these n*ggas killing cops
See the under civil war
I wonder, when will the killing stop?
Praying for Mr little, I hope he pulling through
If something happen to my daughter, I don't know what I would do
Man, if you don't know the struggle, then you don't know the pain
How you come from appearing when they're trying to have you slain
This sh*t should have had you crazy, f*ckin' up your brain
I done cried came down like rain
Moment of silence, show pity
Somebody bow down and pray for my city