Body Count - This Is Why We Ride lyrics
[Body Count - This Is Why We Ride lyrics]
They consider senseless violence in the
Hood i'ma break it down for you
This is why we ride
And this is why we ride
And this is why we ride
I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud
I should've been dead
Don't know how I'm here now
I should've been dead
Damn it forty years ago
How the fuck did I survive?
Something that I'll never know
I played the crack game, gang bang, guns
Motherfuckers told me I'd never
See twenty one
I come from LA, deep in the heart of the hood
Every night the bullets fly
This shit ain't Hollywood
Could be your best friend
Mother or brother dead cops can't do shit
These streets are blood red
So we leave the block and we load the guns
And we want revenge, until revenge comes
And this is why we ride
And this is why we ride
I made it out the hood, I got a great life
But them bullets fly
Every motherfucking night
Another kid dies every motherfucking night
Another mother cries every
Motherfucking night
Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape
A place to store the poor
Made to never escape
They're all over the world, people go to die
Murders go unsolved, I understand why
They remove hope and then we sell dope
Pain in poverty has us at each other's throat
Families are broken and so we gangbang
A bit form of unity but most
Love some of us ever seen
And this is how we die
And this is why we ride
Oh man, coming up and
Surviving in the ghetto
The smallest argument
Goes from little drama to big
Drama next thing you know
Somebody's dead I don't think
You can understand
If you've never been in your
Streets and held your best friend in
Your arms your child in
Your arms and watch them breathe their
Last breath because somebody shot them
Dead in the streets you ain't thinking
Of calling the police you
Want revenge and you want it now
I gotta be honest with
You if somebody were to kill
Me, shoot me right now
My last words wouldn't be peace it
Would be get those motherfuckers
(And this is why we ride)
This song is dedicated to all of you
Who has lost somebody to street violence
And this is why we ride
And this is how we die