It`s H*** lyrics

Artist  : Field Mob 
Song : It`s H***



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Stay up
Hold ya head up
It's hell in the
streets boy
Hold your head young nigga, cause
it's hell

(Kalage)
I'm sittin' in the
courtroom, stomach full of
butterflies
Somebody help me, cause my life is
in the Judge eyes
They got me for a Humbug, and
that's some bullshit
I should've listened to
them preachers in the pulpit
Stressin' to help
me, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the
races dominate, got me victim to the
Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle and
rob reefer, it medicated my mind,
Fuck the
World, we cried
My mamma died in
࿘92 so crazy, what the fuck to
do?
Daddy smokin' hard, and I know one day it
currupt him to chillin'
I'm starin' at the
celin', can't take too many blows
The pain be
killin', got the silence up through my nose,
oh
These people want to hurt me, my momma dead
so fuck 'em
A small timer on the rise, so
nothin' I feel
To my niggas in the county, I
might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets I
don't care with ya my
nigga

(Chorus)

࿘Cause
it's hell
Livin' off a thug, money things
ain't swell
Don't believe me, go and ask my
boys in jail
When we cryin' keep a knock for
the cops
࿘Cause ain't no sunshine
for boys or blocks (my
nigga)

࿘Cause it's hell
What
we gotta go through, and only time will
tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
knees
Lord keep watchin' over
I'm lookin'
for a better way
and I that's all I gotta
say

(Boondox)
Now I was born broke, but
I'll be damned if I'm a die that way
Love my
momma, can't deny that face
And as a child,
everynight I prayed
For a rap record deal, man
sometimes, twice I'd say
"Lord save me,
take me, away from here"
20 to 9, and
I've been sellin' yay' for years
But why we
had a house, and couldn't keep it?
Why we
evicted?
Why we get more pink slips than
Victorias Secret?
Why I gotta rob?
Why my
pappi ain't gotta job?
Why I ain't
graduate?
Why through high school I didn't
have a date?
Why I had to masturbate?
Why
Im wearing hand me downs?
Why im in and out of
jail?
Why I let my family down?
Why my uncle
died?
Wish it would've been me
He ain't rob,
he ain't hustle, should've been me
Preacher
man, could you pray for me, faithfully?
When
God comes lay him his herbs, tell him wait for
me

(Chorus)

It's hell
Livin' off
a thug, money things ain't swell
Don't believe
me, go and ask my boys in jail
When we cryin'
keep an eye for the cops
࿘Cause
ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks (my
nigga)

࿘Cause it's hell
What
we gotta go through, and only time will
tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
knees
Lord keep watchin' over
I'm lookin'
for a better way
and that's all I gotta
say

(Kalage)
He just keep layin' his
hands on my momma again
Family ties, this is
where the drama begins
Tellin' my momma on the
floor, bitch this and bitch that
Locked in my
prayin' to God, "Please let me get
back"
He's trippin' like he's outta
control
So he had to of been smokin' the herb
to croke
Through the wall, she was gaggin' and
chokin'
11 years old, and I don't need to be
seein' this shit
But in my tape deck, 8ball
talkin' about beatin' a bitch
It got me
confused, but damn, you shouldn't of popped her
that hard
And when them folks come through,
her stupid ass be droppin' the charge
Whippin'
her ass like a man, right and left with his
fists
And when he blows to the dome, now she
sliced her wrists
I'm hyped and I'm pissed, so
I wipe the blood holdin' her limb
It's gonna be
all right, I was with in her bleedin' guilt
She
passed out, eyes rolled back, I'm tryin' not to
panic
Stepdaddy walked in, saw my momma, then
he went in a frantic
Blood leakin', it won't
stop, him and the rush of the fever
She almost
died, of loss of blood
I knew my momma wouldn't
leave me
She don't deserve to live in pain, she
just wanted to be happy
Feelin' like a pussy, I
didn't help her cuz he ain't even my
daddy
She's back at home, and puttin' his
hands on her again
Livin' in the turn of fire,
where drama doesn't end
It's hell
Nobody
knows, than Lord, my soul's hope
Nobody knows,
than Lord, my soul's hope

(Chorus x3 to
fade)
It's hell
Livin' off a thug, money
things ain't swell
Don't believe me, go and
ask my boys in jail
When we cryin' keep an eye
for the cops
࿘Cause ain't no
sunshine for boys or blocks (my
nigga)

࿘Cause it's hell
What
we gotta go through, and only time will
tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
knees
Lord keep watchin' over
I'm lookin'
for a better way
I that's all I gotta say