Crossfire, Part II

Walk by her in the path of righteousness

I walk higher, toss liars

In the pit of hell, caught in the crossfire

Caught fire, from the big guns, these is not revolvers

Violence only creates confusion, it ain't a problem solver

Let's go, my skin is my dress code

Just know, I need a personal Jesus

I'm in Depeche Mode

My best show is when the bullets hit the flesh slow

This ain't a movie, dog, you know it when your chest explodes

I'd trade my luck to know

Why he's caught in the crossfire

And I'm here waking up

To the sun and the sound of birds

Society's anxiety

Deprived of all that we're blessed with

We just can't get enough, no

99 Problems, Sean Michael Carter

Can find ayala trying to fix my life like Evelyn Lazana

Night marauders, 12 hour cigars like godfathers

Starving artist trying to get some cut like the hardest barbers

Blunt culture, what I talk is dead coming from vultures

I promise I didn't choose to be a martyr, my enemies' focus

My heart seems to be the target if you ain't notice

These guns are still our youth, it's stolen moments

I'd trade my luck to know

Why he's caught in the crossfire

And I'm here waking up

To the sun and the sound of birds

Society's anxiety

Deprived of all that we're blessed with

We just can't get enough, no