[Verse One] [Hassaan Mackey]:
I'm a product of my environment
Weed smoke and silencers
Victims run from gunshots where projects sit
Reminiscing to view skeletal frames
Memories of life hang from what little remains
The results of young adults accustom to gangs
Winos and hoes accustom to change
See everything circles itself to be the same
Under the eyes of street lights starvin' for fame
You see us in two seaters, sweat suits and Adidas
But the pictures all different up under the frames
Most starve from chasin' the street god, code name desire
Tryin' to higher up the charts to play the game of life
The price comes at a hang us height
We all buckets like fuck it, tryin' to dangle right
With no rope, just hope, with a dream in sight
The scope pivoting, I hope that I'm aimin' right
[Hook] [Journalist 103]:
Where we live at?
Where guns get sold, souls get told
Where the Devil gainin' control ruin your goals
Where we live at?
Hoes get paid, spots get sprayed
Livin' life day by day, daily we pray
Where we live at?
Kids they die from bullets that fly
Where the code is eye for an eye go ahead and try
Where we live at?
Niggas get touched for thinkin' they tough
Their righteous will bite the dust, that's how we live
Where you live at?
[Verse Two] [Journalist 103]:
I wake up in the morning burdened by the world's drama
From the war on drugs to world hunger
From my brothers and sisters being murdered in Gaza
To the children in my hood shot dead on the corner
So I pray for good health as well as endurance
So I can help lead my people up out of this torment
I got responsibilities to be totally honest
I got a mission to complete even if I don't want it
Steady I'm haunted by the conscious of right deeds
They help guide me in the land of the trife thieves
My heart bleeds as I'm stabbed by the knife of oppression
Cause the words I'm expressin' deliver a message
Manifestion of realness as the world turns
You can witness the devil's lies, souls burn
Now it's our turn, to carry the torch
Of our predecessors in the booth as we stand firm
[Hook] [Journalist 103]:
Where we live at?
Where guns get sold, souls get told
Where the Devil gainin' control ruin your goals
Where we live at?
Hoes get paid, spots get sprayed
Livin' life day by day, daily we pray
Where we live at?
Kids they die from bullets that fly
Where the code is eye for an eye go ahead and try
Where we live at?
Niggas get touched for thinkin' they tough
Their righteous will bite the dust, that's how we live
Where you live at?
[Verse Three] [Journalist 103]:
If your style is wack you better run and hide
I'm here to shut down your block for the genocide
Do or die is a slogan that's emphasized
In the inner city limits is where the children lie
Tears drop from the eyes of the elder folk
Cause the youth never listened every time they spoke
They'd rather roll up and choke on that good reefer
And pretend that they ready for the Grim Reaper
In reality, homie you ain't even close
Demons snatchin' at your soul like the movie Ghost
We get comatose
Numb to the spinnin' grams
So we crafty with synonyms for the dividends
We get nice for a piece of ice
Or a piece of ass
Depending on the time and the circumstance
But depending on the time and the circumstance
Will determine how your viewed when your life's past
[Hook] [Journalist 103]:
Where we live at?
Where guns get sold, souls get told
Where the Devil gainin' control ruin your goals
Where we live at?
Hoes get paid, spots get sprayed
Livin' life day by day, daily we pray
Where we live at?
Kids they die from bullets that fly
Where the code is eye for an eye go ahead and try
Where we live at?
Niggas get touched for thinkin' they tough
Their righteous will bite the dust, that's how we live
Where you live at?
