Joe Budden - This Is For lyrics

This one's for the huh huh
For my own home yea
Now this one's for the streets
Niggas holding blocks down for keeps
Selling their body trying to eat
Yes now this is for my home
Where I lay my dome for rest
This is for my niggas smoking ses
(Hey) now this is for my block
Running from cops trying to live
This is for my mom's shedding tears
(hey) now this one's for my niggas
That have passed away gone
You better know you got to
Hold it down round here

This is for the streets and the hood
This for the people want to see what's good
This for the people that's down about
Being down and out and
For my three strike niggas trying
To flee on foot
For my niggas that a murk that K off or
My dogs that a work that yay off
Or if you got to go to work no days off
Or if you ain't got a job got laid off
I'd fuck a million off rap
This if you dealing out crack or filling
Out app's I'm feeling you scratch
The city housing ceiling is cracked so
If you boosting stealing off Racks
Like fuck whatever mom's and
Steals cause you black
Now let's take the ghetto and
Go deep inside it
Hoodie always trying to keep shit quiet
Keep shit private, keep dividing
They don't want America to see inside it
They don't want America to see the riots
Act a fool like when they blast a tool
Like when they robbing they mobbing
Ain't no option
They be doing what they have to do
Dude's is snitching and there's
Narcs on the strip
So they must have got a new suspicion
Dude's is tricking
Cash is low so on the weekends
Probably got their main boo's stripping
Steak-outs, I need a way out and when I
Make out trust it I'm a stay out
And I'd be caked out that's a safe route
Y'all can kill each other all day now
Cause, I'm sick of all, from
The bodegas, Chinese joints
And the liquor stores
Like just get rid of it all
They only exhibit for niggas to fall
But niggas is quick to ignore
Prohibit a niggas to saw
Or gripping the pistols and fours
And getting you niggas
In court and filling the prisons with y'all


Etcetera, no the hood won't hold me down
I stay one step ahead of ya'
And if it comes down to it I'd die for this
Dude's loss they life over pettier
The muggings, the rapes, and the
Looting, the shooting, the danger
The rage and the fury the
Banger cage in the jury
They all out for me I got a mouth to
Feed so fuck stress my baby mama gives
Fuck stick up boys and the foes that
Know where my baby mama lives


Bad tempered nigga, blat at a nigga yea I'm
Pass betting nigga chill let me breathe
At times I get upset when I'm trying to rep
And there's always a nigga in debt and
There's always a nigga to step
And there's always a nigga you met and
There's always a nigga you let
Hood's filthy
Verdicts in and the hood's guilty
Double edge sword
Cause the hood'll kill me but
The hood feels me if you make it then put
A glass up toast motherfucker
It's the oath motherfucker
It's the growth motherfucker!