Maino - My Hood lyrics

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Yo, I'm from where
You might not make it to see 25
Get the wrong judge? You might see 25
It hurts here - hard to sleep through nights
Need a gun & a good set of
Eyes just to get through life (damn)
From where dudes stand around the
Corners & pump rocks
To make it off the street
All depends on your jumpshot (word)
The drugs, the fiends, the pimps, the hoes
& what you call the slums, I call home
(I'm home) the funerals, the tears
Little girls with kids
The murals of the friends that
We lost through the years (we miss you)
Kids can't learn cause school is overcrowded
But they got cells for 'em
Though they say it's overcrowded
(it's crazy)
I can't lie, take a look around
It's hell here (it's hell here)
But somethin' keeps me grounded cause
Lord I'm still here (I'm here)
The love I feel is hard to explain
I could live anywhere but
Nothing's the same as
(My hood) everything ain't peaches &
Cream in (my hood)
Even though it ain't much it's (my hood)
Take a look what you seen in (my hood)
Cause I ain't gon' ever give up on
(my hood)
Maybe I'm just too stuck in (my hood)
Cause I ain't gon' turn my back on
(my hood)
Come through, I get love from (my hood)
Cause I'm gon' always come back to
(my hood)

Where I seen my man die in front of me
(Curtis)
Seen my pops get high right in front of me
Cops said somebody said I had a gun on me
I guess that's why they beat me while
I had the cuffs on me
Around here ain't no hope for each other
Cause up the block somebody sold
Dope to my mother
Please tell me how we 'posed to recover
When them gunshots touch more people
Than them songs from Usher (yeah)
And it don't help seein' all
My men get burried
We should've RIOT when them
Pigs killed Timothy Stansbury
Everybody's on parole or probation
Or on the run or just caught court cases
Hustlers & con artists & narc faces
On the same strip chickenheads
Is car chasin' (what up?)
Deep down, know it's a better place to be
But still
I can't seem to get myself to leave

You might just speak with a different slang
But 'round the world every hood is the same
(the same)
The dice games, the projects, the cars
& the corner stores
The barber shops, weed spots
& the liquor stores (yeah)
Niggas bring them bikes out
In the summer time (haha)
The hood is a bitch but dawg
She's fun at times (uh huh)
Everybody plays ball or they tryna rhyme
My homie just came home
For the hundredth time
At night time mami, get yo' kid (whoa)
Cause when them shells start flyin'
Don't let 'em hit yo' kid
Petty thieves & stick-up kids
Drug businesses
Sluts suck any dick they get (oh)
Young girls with men names tattooed on 'em
With all this AIDS & shit
Can't go raw in 'em
Look dawg, my son is my life
When I'm done with my life
The only place that I'd rather die is