Trae Tha Truth, Lynzie Kent - Not My Time lyrics

Let me talk to them
You need to pay attention to the truth
You know it's here
For every death, brings new life
And with new life our chances are limited
They say it's limited by the experiences
That we may come across on a day to day basis
It's limited by the circumstances
Of us being less fortunate in life
They say it's limited by the
Spirit and hope we have
That everybody try to take from you
But then it's unlimited when you
Find peace with god

Come take a walk through the hood with me
Where faith is at a lower
Level cuz pressure is hard
30 years in a cell will leave
A killer acquainted with God
Going to war with pain will
Leave you internally scarred
Watchin' the world crash is kinda odd
We in the last days is what they tellin' me
8 year old children bein'
Convicted of a felony
Never had a life stereotype is
What they bred to be momma dead
Daddy prolly somethin' they will never see
The economy under fire by President Bush
That's why they hood spend
Most of their days blowin' president kush
The way he got us daily
Give us a reason to push unless
He on the verge of suicide
And we gave 'em a push
Katrina came and left our neighbors
Wit' some deadly weather
And off the rip I beg the lord
To try to make it better
I feel they pain so now I
Ride wit' them like it's whatever
Yeah I represent for New
Orleans and Texas together
I got a kite the other day
From my homie's on lock
They beg me not to switch
Up like rest look here
Homie I'm not (You know I got you)
So every chance I get to
Roll I'm coming the block
(I'm coming the block)
I'm in these penientary walls
Till they tell me to stop
I witness murder by the
Minute on another skill
Sirens and a couple shots
Mean another body still (Body still)
Even if we see it rules
Got us unable to tell
My Heart goes out to all those
Victims who done been thru hell
Children molested by these cowards who
Ain't in at all as long as I'm living
I ain't gon' let these cowards win at all
(Ain't gon' let them win)
And for my people I'mma stand
Up till a soldier fall i'm so serious
Ain't no need for me to grin at all
And on another note
My girl homie momma is a smoker
I promise I wanna help but she
Duck off when I approach her
I'm so sensitive to the pain that I'm numb
Put the world against me
On my babies I ain't finna run
(I ain't finna run)
And speakin' of babies
I'm seein' babies havin' babies
Ho ass niggas skeetin' in these
Kids like they grown ladies
(They goin' to hell)
They tell me life gon' get
Better if Obama win (If Obama win)
I agree as long as he don't
Switch up in the end (Switch up in the end)
My brother been in the pen a little over ten
I gotta send him pictures just
To help 'em live again
I let 'em know there's no limit
How far this end extend
If I gotta die to see 'em free
Then I'll be checkin' in
That's on my spirit homie

The vultures are coming
Their hunting for your blood
Their circling the streets
But don't give them what they want
But don't give them what they want
And I know you got a secret
And it's causing you pain so lay low baby
It won't hurt you again
It won't hurt you again
It won't hurt you again
It won't hurt you again
I look through these eyes
And these eyes only i live through this life
Sometimes it's lonely
I look through these eyes
And these eyes only i Live through this life
Sometimes it's lonely
Sometimes it's lonely my life
My life