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v-nasty - 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 k!lled
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

[spoken: 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 k!ller cops
now these n-ggas k!lling cops
see the under civil war
i wonder, when will the k!lling 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

- v nasty lyrics

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