Made in Black America (LA Leakers Freestyle)

[Verse 1] This the moment your life flash right before for your eyelids I was taught don't never look back, don't keep your pride hid Mama said we better than that Where your reverend at? Cause we live a hell of a life Ironic, I feel God here Fear is failure I'm not familiar with the fake So just tell me who you tryna be I'll tell you who you ain't I be ridin' round my side of town Where most would be ashamed Find me walkin' 'round like i ain't got no money in the bank But I do Tried and true Know I bleed Ramona blue And if I die today, know my life alone should be the proof Thoughts of microphones never crossed my dome when we was youth We was ridin' 'round looking for somebody we could loot Tryna shoot, scared of shooting for the stars Scared of unfamiliar cars Scared of running to the law Scared to be who we was 'Fore we ever got involved But that was then and this was now The only rounds I hear at night is some applause