DC - Dock City lyrics

Somebody's gotta speak for the peoples
Comin' like man can't speak for themselves
Look, man I speak for the yutes tryna'
Make ends meet
So he's gotta throw weed on the scales
Look man, I feel it as well living in hell
Where it's another burden a day
So I keep to myself
Ask me to speak like man never
Really hear what you say
Fuck the ends, I ain't gotta beef no one
Fuck the ends, I ain't gotta please, no one
Leave me alone officer, I don't wanna
Be held or be searched
I ain't bothering no one
I was raised in the council
Flat, earn minimum wage, so they cancel tax
And they keep tellin' a man "relax"
But I'm broke
And black, I guess I'm destined to fail
Could you handle that?


But, I wanna be part of the system
Tempted to sin but it's
Hard 'cause I'm Christian
No, I don't pray, but I claim to be
It's insane to me
Can somebody please, explain to me:
Why I gotta sell drugs on the block?
If I ain't road
Why I gotta get robbed on the block?
Word is a lot is a lot
Man I asked you for help
But you don't really care around here

They don't really care around here
Real talk, they don't give a fuck 'round here
See round here, man are actors
You know man are broke
But they act like they up 'round here
Still I got' pray to the lord everyday
'cause I'm poor
Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here
Guess I'm speaking enough when
I'm speaking to God
'cause I feel like I'm lost round here
They don't really care around here
Real talk, they don't give a fuck 'round here
See round here, man are actors
You know man are broke
But they act like they up 'round here
Still I got' pray to the lord everyday
'cause I'm poor
Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here
Guess I'm speaking enough when
I'm speaking to God
'cause I feel like I'm lost round here

Still I gotta get paid when the day ends
(yeah)
Should a nigga shot yay the pavements (yeah)
Got a pen and I'mma make me a statement
(yeah)
To the lord that we made an arrangement
(yeah)
If you put your head down you could do this
(now)
You could be a letdown if you're stupid (now)
You could even get down with the shooters
Or you could hit the net find some producers
Rich you're a talented kid?
Smile in my face, I'm imagining shit
Like the ice cold chain wanna wrap in my whip
Words on my page keep me balanced and shit
Man, I used to run right with ravenous clique
Fuck the olders, fuck what they told us
When they see I think fucked I'm a stoner
Why do you think I always look
Blunt when I roll up
Gotta move nice with the pen in the mean time
(yeah)
Got stress from the weight on my shoulders
Spittin' this straight off the chest
Never decline, practicin' over and over
And over and over and over and over again
Bare man cracked stone cold with a pen
See they wanna ask me: "Why I'm so anti?"
They didn't hear me
So I told them again, man, I told them again

They don't really care around here
Real talk, they don't give a fuck 'round here
See round here, man are actors
You know man are broke
But they act like they up 'round here
Still I gotta pray to the lord everyday
'cause I'm poor
Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here
Guess I'm speaking enough when
I'm speaking to God
Because I feel like I'm lost round here
They don't really care around here
Real talk, they don't give a fuck 'round here
See round here, man are actors
You know man are broke
But they act like they up 'round here
Still I gotta pray to the lord everyday
'cause I'm poor
Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here
Guess I'm speaking enough when
I'm speaking to God
'cause I feel like I'm lost round here

They don't give a fuck 'round here
They don't give a fuck 'round here
(They don't really care around here
Real talk, don't give a fuck 'round here
See round here, man are actors
You know man are broke
But they act like they up 'round here
Still I gotta pray to the lord everyday
'cause I'm poor
Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here
Guess I'm speaking enough when
I'm speaking to God
Because I feel like I'm lost round here
They don't really care around here
Real talk, don't give a fuck 'round here
See round here, man are actors
You know man are broke
But they act like they up 'round here
Still I gotta pray to the lord everyday
'cause I'm poor
Man, I feel like I'm stuck round here
Guess I'm speaking enough when
I'm speaking to God
'cause I feel like I'm lost round here
(round here, round here) )