Vernon Harris & Nkosi Kamal - Cell Block 6 (feat. Kay Nellz)

What's going on outside
What's going on outside
What's going on outside
What's going on outside
It's going on outside
What's going on outside
It's going on outside
What's going on outside
It's going on outside
What's going on outside
It's going on outside
What's going on outside
Tell them what's home, tell them what's living
Tell them what's home, tell them what's living
Nothing here, just a void for the children, uh
Just a hole, lost souls turning villains, yo
Tell them what's home, tell them what's living
Tell them what's home, tell them what's living
There's a stain on my brain, I'm indifferent
To the blood, and the rain, I don't feel it
I remember being young
Trying to navigate the ghetto and knowing my day would come
Unmarked officer spotted and we would run
Knowing our greatest danger was ignorance with a gun
Whoever said bullets don't got a name on them, lied
An all too familiar tale of hearing mother that cried
Multiplied by the sound of police sirens that's wailing
In hot pursuit of assailants
Paint lyrics outta Van Halen
You really got me
Learned to be really cocky
In order to survive where I reside was really shocking
A childhood deprived of affection in needing of a connection
Weaponizing our voices
Distorting all of message
Snatch daddy from mommy
Make mommy subjected to trauma of broken homes
Alone feeling neglected
Then taking those same children and then throw them into corrections
A vicious cycle of death and it's what we come to expect when the pressure growing
Pain is a precious omen
Prayers of my ancestors what keep me extra going
That's why I extra go in
Knowing that generations before me sacrificed and paved roads just for me to tell my Story
So listen shorty
And don't fall victim to a system that's wicked shawty
Do something different shorty
Cause once they get a bitch they gotta bitch
That's why they call it the trap
Very few make it out of it
From where the rain fall
Lead rain, the pain, bleeding a faint heart
None wanna be saved, you see the kids lost, wandering the dark
No light, fog is covering everything, a lost cause, we are
And violence for us a head bob, instrumental to our rhythms that orchestrate thoughts
Thinking, that's making us all start sinking
I got a tale from the hood, this shit is not preaching folk
I was kid born dead, does it show?
With a father long gone, momma broke
And strung out cause we ass out, holding onto hope is a joke, streets is all I know
By 13, I'm serving, your kids dope
My good heart, it breaks knowing I killed those
In search of a way to cope, no soul I could show or I'm dead, I let it go so
Moving on to the scorn I faced everyday
Was a babe with no mom's embrace when I laid
In my bed, every night I prayed One day I'd make it out, I do it to this day for the sake
Of my sanity, I'm chasing vanity, but life gotta humble me hard, hide and canopy, the Path
Looking for light, you know it be like that
A tug and a pull, made me a fool, don't laugh
Another night in the cage, and even though it's home
No way to live in this place and momma growing old
The clock turns and takes, it never gives, I hate how this is all a waste, I gotta break the Mold
At 21, I learned how to bare my soul and tell it all through pens, and dodge the pen Know
That this is where it begins, these niggas itching to win, I gotta break through the bends Don't tell me where to go, woah
First steps down the yellow brick road
I'm Dorothy chasing destiny, slow is the climb, but time ain't on my side, but still I'd rather Die, fore' I give up, don't tell me nothing
This my up and coming, never crawled, been running
Left, right, left, right, lets leave the dungeon
This trap that we stuck in, I broke bars busting out

Written by:
Joshua Grant, Kernell Hunt

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