GANGSTA SHIT by Xavier Rhapsody Lyrics

[Chorus]
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
COMPTON STAY MAAD, NOW LISTEN TO THIS
I SAID YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
COMPTON STAY MAAD, NOW LISTEN TO THIS

[Verse 1]
Blood Runs down these streets, I ain't talkin' bout Piru
Or any other park, talkin' bout stay home when it gets dark
Or you can get three bullets stuck in your heart
Two blocks away, but they two worlds apart
Step in the wrong hood, then you might start

Blood shed, nigga fuck shame, tell me where the fuck you from, homie?
Gimme set name, this shit ain't a game!
It's all the same, Murder on Murder with no one to blame
If you look shady then damn right I'm aiming the choppa at yo head
Then I'll blow out yo brain!
That's how we think
Mentality
For trouble, for trauma, for murder, you see

I feel like the Hood Martin Luther King when I'm preaching my dreams
But I know they'll shoot me down, like they did Nipsey!
Then it's back to reality
Ain't no peace, but a shit ton of causalities!
Fatality, just another cold day
If you see a shootin', then just go the other way

You can be 14, or 82
Don't matter you is not immune
To the bullet hell we spit, Achoo
Either duck or die, we finna shoot

[Chorus]
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
COMPTON STAY MAAD, NOW LISTEN TO THIS
I SAID YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW BOUT SOME GANGSTA SHIT?
COMPTON STAY MAAD, NOW LISTEN TO THIS
[Verse 2]
Murdered my homie, you murdered my brother
When I get a gun then We murder each other
I start off my mornings, my head held down mourning
I'm lost in this world and I'm searching for purpose
Tell me if I'm worthless, hurtin' cuz it's just me versus the world
All my pain in my verses
My blood holds burdens I can't cut the circuit
If we is God's children, then we been aborted I'm losing

Mac-10 I'm choosing, you aimed at my mama there is no excuses
Chip this nigga off, that's the only solution
Cut the grip on his life and watch it start to loosen
Streets got me rappin' bout pain they producin'
Preachin' is so useless, I speak through the music
Trust its so illusive, my heart is reclusive
Got me screaming to God why you puttin' me through this...
Bullshit!

[Outro: R.O.W.E]
Tryna do it right cuz there ain't nothin' left
And on every street, it ain't got nothin' but death
Lost another brother this shit got us sad
Got us grabbing our guns, this shit drives us mad
It's a bloodbath and we tend to bathe ourselves
You think we yellin outta glory but we crying for help
Nowhere to run, I can die any place and time
I'm not safe man, I got bullet holes in my home
It's real