Rome Streetz - Crime Scene lyrics
Rome Streetz [Jerome Allen] London, U.K./Queens, NY, US 🇬🇧 🇺🇸
[Rome Streetz - Crime Scene lyrics]
Yo
I seen a nigga get bodied in my neighborhood
Life cut short 'cause he
Was caught slippin' in New York
Fuck you thought
You could lose it all over torque
Bloodsport, take your last breath
On the sidewalk i feel for him, his girl
His seed and his mama too
Survival of the fittest
My city some kinda zoo
Yellow tape barricade, white sheet on him
Kinda numb, this shit I see often
Police talkin', askin' for clues
Nobody sayin' shit
The shooter probably still here
Lookin' for loose lips
It's deep daily at war
With the cousin asleep
Get clipped off for nothin'
More taggin' your feet
Hungry niggas tryna eat
Predator pray on the weak
Best friends can turn foes
Over loose box freaks
It's like the cycle elevates your brain
Tryna break the chain but in reality
I swear that shit won't ever change
Currency, narcotics, and bein' jealousy
The leader caught a death in the hood
What is you tellin' me?
Our father wasn't around
I raised my gun to my arm
Got too much for mama
Kicked me outta the home
Said "fuck authority" young nigga
Thinkin' he grown
I'm tryna live where nigga's get killed
On the quest to be known
Our father wasn't around
I raised my gun to my arm
Got too much for mama
Kicked me outta the home
Said "fuck authority" young nigga
Thinkin' he grown
I'm tryna live where nigga's get killed
On the quest to be known
I wonder how a person who'd
Die for nothin' would feel
The ghosts lookin' down on a
Body like this shit real?
Swear to haunt the souls of the
Niggas that got them killed?
Do they play the passenger
Let Jesus take the wheel?
I heard some roams the earth for over 30 days
After you die, will God determine if heaven
Or hell's your fate?
Different moves I know we probably
Wish he would make
Go right instead of straight, too late
He felt the 38 i wonder if is it life after
Or is it pitch black?
Your heart rate go flat
There's nothin' after that
Just another corpse laid out, chalked
I'm deep in thought
Need a spliff to shake it off
Fuck it, catch a body or be one
The hood is dangerous
This crime scene is just a rerun
That's how insane it is
I'm chain smokin' just to be numb
Another stain on the sidewalk hal! Lunch
Another dead motherfucker dMF all right
Well, Hal, let's go to work
Take it away, Lieutenant
OK catch you next time
Hey, guys how you doin?
They should blow these projects to Timbuktu
Why bother? They kill themselves anyway
I seen a nigga get bodied in my neighborhood
Life cut short 'cause he
Was caught slippin' in New York
Fuck you thought
You could lose it all over torque
Bloodsport, take your last breath
On the sidewalk i feel for him, his girl
His seed and his mama too
Survival of the fittest
My city some kinda zoo
Yellow tape barricade, white sheet on him
Kinda numb, this shit I see often
Police talkin', askin' for clues
Nobody sayin' shit
The shooter probably still here
Lookin' for loose lips
It's deep daily at war
With the cousin asleep
Get clipped off for nothin'
More taggin' your feet
Hungry niggas tryna eat
Predator pray on the weak
Best friends can turn foes
Over loose box freaks
It's like the cycle elevates your brain
Tryna break the chain but in reality
I swear that shit won't ever change
Currency, narcotics, and bein' jealousy
The leader caught a death in the hood
What is you tellin' me?
Our father wasn't around
I raised my gun to my arm
Got too much for mama
Kicked me outta the home
Said "fuck authority" young nigga
Thinkin' he grown
I'm tryna live where nigga's get killed
On the quest to be known
Our father wasn't around
I raised my gun to my arm
Got too much for mama
Kicked me outta the home
Said "fuck authority" young nigga
Thinkin' he grown
I'm tryna live where nigga's get killed
On the quest to be known
I wonder how a person who'd
Die for nothin' would feel
The ghosts lookin' down on a
Body like this shit real?
Swear to haunt the souls of the
Niggas that got them killed?
Do they play the passenger
Let Jesus take the wheel?
I heard some roams the earth for over 30 days
After you die, will God determine if heaven
Or hell's your fate?
Different moves I know we probably
Wish he would make
Go right instead of straight, too late
He felt the 38 i wonder if is it life after
Or is it pitch black?
Your heart rate go flat
There's nothin' after that
Just another corpse laid out, chalked
I'm deep in thought
Need a spliff to shake it off
Fuck it, catch a body or be one
The hood is dangerous
This crime scene is just a rerun
That's how insane it is
I'm chain smokin' just to be numb
Another stain on the sidewalk hal! Lunch
Another dead motherfucker dMF all right
Well, Hal, let's go to work
Take it away, Lieutenant
OK catch you next time
Hey, guys how you doin?
They should blow these projects to Timbuktu
Why bother? They kill themselves anyway