ELZhi - It's Your World lyrics

Same old thing looking out
This window right here
I wonder is it ever gonna change?

Hi I roll with the slum and
Throw my condolence to sons
And daughters depart just to walk
With their marvelous father
And skies that are blue as the
Eyes of a portrait of Jesus
Every nigga that's ignorant is
Supporting my genius
Increasing my anger at babies
Deceased from a hanger
Somebody’s baby's deceased from police
Where there’s danger
It’s not safe in the streets
For little Patrice and Kilayla
It’s blood on that man’s hands
That has nothing to savor
Willing to die before his eye
It’s spilling and cry his tissue is damp
His fist holds a pistol that’s clamped
How can I not watch the news?
It’s in front of my house it's so close
You swore you saw the gun in my mouth
Near shot three houses down
From the weed spot
A fiendish plot through broken
English between the lots sick of it all
House is burnt from the brick to the walls
Neighborhood kids are involved instead
Of kicking a ball
They’d rather kick in your balls

Yeah, I roll with the slum, your hand out
I don’t owe you a crumb
So therefore, before me
You’d rather spare yours
Ain't coming off a dime cause
Many dimes I lost
And I won’t be crying as a president
In this present and awkward time
They pour me a drink
I be at the bar with the preacher
Ready to spar
Stress got my whole head in a jar
Taxes is high
Planes jacking they crash in the sky
They’re masking their cry cursing out
God asking him why
Women with no class be batting
The lash of their eye
Pathetic, some women pregnant but sucks on
The glass to get high
I seen robberies by a fiend afraid of God
I never seen a fiend robbing
Me for not a thing honestly, we lie to the
Judge about sex, violence, and drugs
Girls with fake IDs get inside of the club
And catch a nigga up off the liquor drunk
Make the cock jump
Get knocked up for a bigger chunk and