Kids in the Streets

(Chorus) Illuminati wanna kill her (Kids in the street) Single mothers looking for her (Kids in the street) So this was written for the little... (Kids in the street) (Kids in the street) Grown man is even scared off her... (Kids in the street) School is empty cause there's plenty... (Kids in the street) [Hell Razah] I know shorty you feel alone like Macaulay Culkin That you won't make it to see forty before you see a coffin But don't rush to sell your soul for that fame and fortune If it ain't no bigger portrait then it ain't important They try to tell you, you an orphan till you metamorphosis He rolled up, lit a blunt then he started coughing He said "Raz', what about the chicks and all the cautions?" I look up the rich quarters and these Ricky Ross' I grew up in broken homes, had to see divorces I was born to Marvin Gaye and Diana Ross shit Seen my pops had to flush his ki's in the toilet And all he wanted for his family was a better fortune He took a toke then he passed me the L I'm like Howard in hell It's Harvard and Yale, we dying in jail College funds now turning to bail That's the coffin and nail We walk around without no knowledge and cells There's gunfire in the schoolyard, 12 years old They got a plan that's designed when you design their clothes Get the knowledge shorty, Wallaby free You seem smarter then me, see I can see you as the next Spike Lee He blew the ashes off his white T *crowds gathering and gun fire scene* [Hell Razah] Bullets ricochet and blew through him off a stray A few hours from his birthday Shit got in his way As he lay there, holding the shop, begin to pray Kept coughing up blood, couldn't hear what he say All the high pitch screaming, more pressure, he kept bleeding Check his heart beat and pulse, make sure he's still breathing (C'mon Lord) Please walk me through the rest of this evening (Ayo pass me a phone) (Here!) Somebody call 911, he said take my gun If I die would you raise my son? I said homie look me dead in my eye I'm right here, by your bedside to make sure they keep you alive I heard the echo's of his motherly cries We had brotherly ties, so when they shot him I felt it inside me With holes in his right lung, you gon' survive, three *More crowds echo* *Hospital scene*