Neighborhood – Terrace Martin (feat. Kent Jamz & Nick Grant)
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[Kent Jamz:] Lately I been savin more money I know snitches get stitches See I been in the ghetto, And if you know me, I’m gon get it (Yeah) Everything I do I do it all for you Everything I do, I do it all for you (Uh huh) Nothin like a new day, in a new world Nothin like a new day, in a new world (Feelin like a new world baby)
[Terrace Martin:] Aye, where you from fool? This ain’t the neighborhood that you come to Tell me whatcha bangin homie, red or blue If we decide to off him Homicide comin ain’t nobody talkin Plead the 5th amendment, everybody walkin That’s how it all goes when the dice roll out And the elements test what you all about Another life gone as the world goes round I know it’s so cold, all these lost souls
[Kent Jamz:] Lately I been savin more money I know snitches get stitches See I been in the ghetto, And if you know me, I’m gon get it (Yeah) Everything I do I do it all for you Everything I do, I do it all for you (Uh huh) Nothin like a new day, in a new world Nothin like a new day, in a new world (Feelin like a new world baby)
[Nick Grant:] I’m from where cops roll around Gunshots, it ain’t no warnings The ones that say they love you to death Be plotting on you Niggas get football numbers for playin the corner Home invasion, yeah they all in ya crib like they Willona Penny for thoughts nigga get lost Shootin like when white folks do crime The wigga be off God help us Cause even the minister sinister dark Yeah, you smilin but you’re energy speaking grimace remarks This is art Our heros become murals Crackers they make examples out the nigga in the struggle Who let fiends get a sample Yeah the kid that’s tired of pulling dirty clothes out the hamper That his brother handed to him Cause his mother never had it, yeah His father was an addict Granny had to pick up the slack Cause she knows what truly matters to him I’m grateful for that influence, uh Bible on the dash Jesus take the wheel Steer me from my past My dreams never belly up I’m hype behind the cam Don’t ever throw the baby out With the diaper bag
[Kent Jamz:] Lately I been savin more money I know snitches get stitches See I been in the ghetto, And if you know me, I’m gon get it (Yeah) Everything I do I do it all for you Everything I do, I do it all for you (Uh huh) Nothin like a new day, in a new world Nothin like a new day, in a new world (Feelin like a new world baby)
[Wyann Vuaghn:] The rat race The paper chase The unending maze Seems to fade Around the days That some call holy But even that can cause Other wise men To argue mangers and halos With karma and rainbows And turned the only time That earth agrees on family In to some form of greek tragedy The way I see it We can call these, Village days Where regardless of the reason We get to see some of The loved ones we missed During the run and rip of life Let’s count our blessings right And make ways for the days Of the village