Round Here by Khled Siddq Lyrics
[Verse 1: Khaled Siddiq]
Bismillahi
And this one is for my people from the gutter, we die [?]
And this one is for my brothers in the struggle, Remember god still loves you
Uh
Down a road full o' snakes gotta watch ya' step
Jokers playin' with ya cards better watch your deck
Road full o' cutthroats better watch ya' neck
Leaves ya' beat in broad day won't even stop and check
Playin' creps with the devil better check the dice
Sell ya' soul to the devil better check the price
The illusion's based on confusion, so when he hands you that receipt you better check it twice
They took the cure and made it look like a disease
If you're not focused on the love how can you find the peace?
If you ain't practicing the truth how can you slay the beast
Grab yo' staff, young shepherd time to save the sheep
Kids turnin' into shooters no games though
No respawns, just funerals and gravestones
The fast life played you trust there ain't no joy
Kids are packin' big macs [?] ain't no joy
[Chorus]
Lawd I'm out here tryin', tryna' make a way
All my people dyin', so much stress and pain(x2)
[Verse 2: Ibn Ali Miller]
Watch the block cuz the blockage is full o' deception
The devil gotta plot, is poverty yo' weapon
Nobody taught him religion so he was out there killin'
He grabbed the package, the package is how he fed his children
I said it's crazy in this concrete jungle, they let you struggle, till you hustle, then they turn around and cuff you
So don't you ever judge a book by it's cover, cuz the ones that god love, god knows is in struggle
This one is for my man that's in the hood all the time
And his life is filled with strife, he always into crime
Comin' up he had no guidance from his dad and his mom
And no teacher was there to teach him 'bout halal wa' haram
Round here, go to college or you stuck doing time
While the rest of us, we dedicate our lives to islam
And you should know it
Word is born though, we on dog and is' time to get your mind open, so don't blow it
[Chorus]
Lawd I'm out here tryin', tryna' make a way
All my people dyin', so much stress and pain(x2)
[Verse 3: Ibn Ali Miller & Khaled Siddiq]
To all my people in the struggle is' a test so don't give up
And all my brothers and my sisters in the struggle keep yo head up, trust
And all my brothers in the prison doin' time keep yo head up
And all my sisters raisin' children on they own keep yo head up, trust
To all my people that's fightin struggles inside themselves, only god can help
And all my people that lost someone they truly love, I know it truly hurts, but keep yo head up
And all my people claimin that they wanna make a change, start by changing yourself
And you can start by loving your people, and having less love for your wealth
[Chorus]
Lawd I'm out here tryin', tryna' make a way
All my people dyin', so much stress and pain(x2)
Bismillahi
And this one is for my people from the gutter, we die [?]
And this one is for my brothers in the struggle, Remember god still loves you
Uh
Down a road full o' snakes gotta watch ya' step
Jokers playin' with ya cards better watch your deck
Road full o' cutthroats better watch ya' neck
Leaves ya' beat in broad day won't even stop and check
Playin' creps with the devil better check the dice
Sell ya' soul to the devil better check the price
The illusion's based on confusion, so when he hands you that receipt you better check it twice
They took the cure and made it look like a disease
If you're not focused on the love how can you find the peace?
If you ain't practicing the truth how can you slay the beast
Grab yo' staff, young shepherd time to save the sheep
Kids turnin' into shooters no games though
No respawns, just funerals and gravestones
The fast life played you trust there ain't no joy
Kids are packin' big macs [?] ain't no joy
[Chorus]
Lawd I'm out here tryin', tryna' make a way
All my people dyin', so much stress and pain(x2)
[Verse 2: Ibn Ali Miller]
Watch the block cuz the blockage is full o' deception
The devil gotta plot, is poverty yo' weapon
Nobody taught him religion so he was out there killin'
He grabbed the package, the package is how he fed his children
I said it's crazy in this concrete jungle, they let you struggle, till you hustle, then they turn around and cuff you
So don't you ever judge a book by it's cover, cuz the ones that god love, god knows is in struggle
This one is for my man that's in the hood all the time
And his life is filled with strife, he always into crime
Comin' up he had no guidance from his dad and his mom
And no teacher was there to teach him 'bout halal wa' haram
Round here, go to college or you stuck doing time
While the rest of us, we dedicate our lives to islam
And you should know it
Word is born though, we on dog and is' time to get your mind open, so don't blow it
[Chorus]
Lawd I'm out here tryin', tryna' make a way
All my people dyin', so much stress and pain(x2)
[Verse 3: Ibn Ali Miller & Khaled Siddiq]
To all my people in the struggle is' a test so don't give up
And all my brothers and my sisters in the struggle keep yo head up, trust
And all my brothers in the prison doin' time keep yo head up
And all my sisters raisin' children on they own keep yo head up, trust
To all my people that's fightin struggles inside themselves, only god can help
And all my people that lost someone they truly love, I know it truly hurts, but keep yo head up
And all my people claimin that they wanna make a change, start by changing yourself
And you can start by loving your people, and having less love for your wealth
[Chorus]
Lawd I'm out here tryin', tryna' make a way
All my people dyin', so much stress and pain(x2)