It's Hell (Explicit)
Field Mob"It's Hell (Explicit)" is a song by Field Mob, released in 2002 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:29 long and contains 109 lines and 867 words.
Lyrics
0:01Stay up
0:02Hold ya head up
0:09It's hell in the streets boy
0:11Hold your head young n***a cause it's hell
0:14Kalage
0:22I'm sittin' in the courtroom stomach full of butterflies
0:25Somebody help me cause my life is in the Judge eyes
0:28They got me for a Humbug and that's some bulls**t
0:31I should've listened to them preachers in the pulpit
0:34Stressin' to help me seemed like I was born by mistake
0:36While the races dominate got me victim to the Legislate'
0:39I'm playin' for kicks hustle and rob reefer it medicated my mind
0:43*****the World we cried
0:44My mamma died in 92 so crazy what the *****to do
0:47Daddy smokin' hard and I know one day it currupt him to chillin'
0:50I'm starin' at the celin' can't take too many blows
0:53The pain be killin' got the silence up through my nose oh
0:56These people want to hurt me my momma dead so *****'em
0:59A small timer on the rise so nothin' I feel
1:01To my n***as in the county I might do a bit with ya
1:04Boy in the streets I don't care with ya my n***a
1:07Cause it's hell
1:08Livin' off a thug money things ain't swell
1:11Don't believe me go and ask my boys in jail
1:13When we cryin' keep a knock for the cops
1:15Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks
1:18My n***a
1:18Cause it's hell
1:19What we gotta go through and only time will tell
1:22When the pain is over I'm down on my knees
1:25Lord keep watchin' over
1:26I'm lookin' for a better way
1:28And I that's all I gotta say
1:30Boondox
1:30Now I was born broke but I'll be d**ned if I'm a die that way
1:33Love my momma can't deny that face
1:35And as a child everynight I prayed
1:37For a rap record deal man sometimes twice I'd say
1:41Lord save me take me away from here
1:4420 to 9 and I've been sellin' yay' for years
1:47But why we had a house and couldn't keep it
1:49Why we evicted
1:50Why we get more pink slips than Victorias Secret
1:52Why I gotta rob
1:53Why my pappi ain't gotta job
1:55Why I ain't graduate
1:56Why through high school I didn't have a date
1:58Why I had to masturbate
2:00Why I'm wearing hand me downs
2:01Why I'm in and out of jail
2:03Why I let my family down
2:04Why my uncle died
2:05Wish it would've been me
2:07He ain't rob he ain't hustle should've been me
2:10Preacher man could you pray for me faithfully
2:13When God comes lay him his herbs tell him wait for me
2:15It's hell
2:16Livin' off a thug money things ain't swell
2:19Don't believe me go and ask my boys in jail
2:21When we cryin' keep an eye for the cops
2:23Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks
2:25My n***a
2:26Cause it's hell
2:27What we gotta go through and only time will tell
2:30When the pain is over I'm down on my knees
2:33Lord keep watchin' over
2:34I'm lookin' for a better way
2:36And that's all I gotta say
2:37Kalage
2:37He just keep layin' his hands on my momma again
2:40Family ties this is where the drama begins
2:43Tellin' my momma on the floor *****this and *****that
2:46Locked in my prayin' to God Please let me get back
2:49He's trippin' like he's outta control
2:50So he had to of been smokin' the herb to croke
2:52Through the wall she was gaggin' and chokin'
2:5411 years old and I don't need to be seein' this s**t
2:57But in my tape deck 8ball talkin' about beatin' a *****
3:00It got me confused but d**n you shouldn't of popped her that hard
3:03And when them folks come through her stupid a*s be droppin' the charge
3:06Whippin' her a*s like a man right and left with his fists
3:09And when he blows to the dome now she sliced her wrists
3:11I'm hyped and I'm pissed so I wipe the blood holdin' her limb
3:14It's gonna be all right I was with in her bleedin' guilt
3:17She passed out eyes rolled back I'm tryin' not to panic
3:20Stepdaddy walked in saw my momma then he went in a frantic
3:23Blood leakin' it won't stop him and the rush of the fever
3:25She almost died of loss of blood
3:27I knew my momma wouldn't leave me
3:28She don't deserve to live in pain she just wanted to be happy
3:31Feelin' like a *****I didn't help her cuz he ain't even my daddy
3:34She's back at home and puttin' his hands on her again
3:37Livin' in the turn of fire where drama doesn't end
3:39It's hell
3:40Nobody knows than Lord my soul's hope
3:43Nobody knows than Lord my soul's hope
3:45Chorus x3 to fade
3:45It's hell
3:46Livin' off a thug money things ain't swell
3:49Don't believe me go and ask my boys in jail
3:51When we cryin' keep an eye for the cops
3:53Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks
4:02My n***a
4:07Cause it's hell
4:12What we gotta go through and only time will tell
4:23When the pain is over I'm down on my knees
4:25Lord keep watchin' over
4:27I'm lookin' for a better way
4:29I that's all I gotta say
Stay up Hold ya head up It's hell in the streets boy Hold your head young n***a cause it's hell Kalage I'm sittin' in the courtroom stomach full of butterflies Somebody help me cause my life is in the Judge eyes They got me for a Humbug and that's some bulls**t I should've listened to them preachers in the pulpit Stressin' to help me seemed like I was born by mistake While the races dominate got me victim to the Legislate' I'm playin' for kicks hustle and rob reefer it medicated my mind *****the World we cried My mamma died in 92 so crazy what the *****to do Daddy smokin' hard and I know one day it currupt him to chillin' I'm starin' at the celin' can't take too many blows The pain be killin' got the silence up through my nose oh These people want to hurt me my momma dead so *****'em A small timer on the rise so nothin' I feel To my n***as in the county I might do a bit with ya Boy in the streets I don't care with ya my n***a Cause it's hell Livin' off a thug money things ain't swell Don't believe me go and ask my boys in jail When we cryin' keep a knock for the cops Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks My n***a Cause it's hell What we gotta go through and only time will tell When the pain is over I'm down on my knees Lord keep watchin' over I'm lookin' for a better way And I that's all I gotta say Boondox Now I was born broke but I'll be d**ned if I'm a die that way Love my momma can't deny that face And as a child everynight I prayed For a rap record deal man sometimes twice I'd say Lord save me take me away from here 20 to 9 and I've been sellin' yay' for years But why we had a house and couldn't keep it Why we evicted Why we get more pink slips than Victorias Secret Why I gotta rob Why my pappi ain't gotta job Why I ain't graduate Why through high school I didn't have a date Why I had to masturbate Why I'm wearing hand me downs Why I'm in and out of jail Why I let my family down Why my uncle died Wish it would've been me He ain't rob he ain't hustle should've been me Preacher man could you pray for me faithfully When God comes lay him his herbs tell him wait for me It's hell Livin' off a thug money things ain't swell Don't believe me go and ask my boys in jail When we cryin' keep an eye for the cops Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks My n***a Cause it's hell What we gotta go through and only time will tell When the pain is over I'm down on my knees Lord keep watchin' over I'm lookin' for a better way And that's all I gotta say Kalage He just keep layin' his hands on my momma again Family ties this is where the drama begins Tellin' my momma on the floor *****this and *****that Locked in my prayin' to God Please let me get back He's trippin' like he's outta control So he had to of been smokin' the herb to croke Through the wall she was gaggin' and chokin' 11 years old and I don't need to be seein' this s**t But in my tape deck 8ball talkin' about beatin' a ***** It got me confused but d**n you shouldn't of popped her that hard And when them folks come through her stupid a*s be droppin' the charge Whippin' her a*s like a man right and left with his fists And when he blows to the dome now she sliced her wrists I'm hyped and I'm pissed so I wipe the blood holdin' her limb It's gonna be all right I was with in her bleedin' guilt She passed out eyes rolled back I'm tryin' not to panic Stepdaddy walked in saw my momma then he went in a frantic Blood leakin' it won't stop him and the rush of the fever She almost died of loss of blood I knew my momma wouldn't leave me She don't deserve to live in pain she just wanted to be happy Feelin' like a *****I didn't help her cuz he ain't even my daddy She's back at home and puttin' his hands on her again Livin' in the turn of fire where drama doesn't end It's hell Nobody knows than Lord my soul's hope Nobody knows than Lord my soul's hope Chorus x3 to fade It's hell Livin' off a thug money things ain't swell Don't believe me go and ask my boys in jail When we cryin' keep an eye for the cops Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks My n***a Cause it's hell What we gotta go through and only time will tell When the pain is over I'm down on my knees Lord keep watchin' over I'm lookin' for a better way I that's all I gotta say
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