PTSD (Passing The Story Down) X-Raided
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[Intro]
Come, come, come, come
Come, come, come with the wickedness
[Verse 1]
Hopped up and jumped out the bed
Took a toke and walked down to the store to get some bread and some eggs
His lil' bro was wearing red
Almost told him to change, wear a different color instead
Shook his head, kept on strolling
Somebody wearing all blue yelled "Where y'all from?", they kept on going
Walked into the store and got their items
When they went outside, homie in blue wanted to fight 'em
"Lil' nigga, I don't like your demeanor
Bitch, I think you better recognize I drop bombs like Hiroshima"
Big bro put up his dukes unafraid to take a fade
Homie in blue pulled out a gun and said "Nigga, you feeling brave?"
Told his lil' bro to run as homie shot him in the face
He popped a couple at his brother who luckily got away
Made it home, fell to his knees, held his mother by the waist
That's was twenty years ago but the pain would never go away
[Chorus]
Ever since the day that my brother died
My anger cannot be brushed aside
You took one of mine so I'ma smother five
Retaliate 'til I crush your pride
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
PTSD, I'm traumatized
I'm tired of seeing my momma cry
When I see all the pain in my momma's eyes
I feel justified plotting homicide
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
Come, come, come, come
Come, come, come with the wickedness
[Verse 1]
Hopped up and jumped out the bed
Took a toke and walked down to the store to get some bread and some eggs
His lil' bro was wearing red
Almost told him to change, wear a different color instead
Shook his head, kept on strolling
Somebody wearing all blue yelled "Where y'all from?", they kept on going
Walked into the store and got their items
When they went outside, homie in blue wanted to fight 'em
"Lil' nigga, I don't like your demeanor
Bitch, I think you better recognize I drop bombs like Hiroshima"
Big bro put up his dukes unafraid to take a fade
Homie in blue pulled out a gun and said "Nigga, you feeling brave?"
Told his lil' bro to run as homie shot him in the face
He popped a couple at his brother who luckily got away
Made it home, fell to his knees, held his mother by the waist
That's was twenty years ago but the pain would never go away
[Chorus]
Ever since the day that my brother died
My anger cannot be brushed aside
You took one of mine so I'ma smother five
Retaliate 'til I crush your pride
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
PTSD, I'm traumatized
I'm tired of seeing my momma cry
When I see all the pain in my momma's eyes
I feel justified plotting homicide
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
No love for the other side
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