Four Cornered Room

Starin at the walls in this four cornered room at night
I can not sleep, nigga I'm about to lose my mind
So many battlefield scars to end up behind bars
For some shit I never did cause these bitches admire stars
I'm a thug not a rapist _ you might hate this
Music but I AINT the one to blame so lets face it
You made us this way from the cradle to the grave
And were tired of being slaves to a system that hates us
Dictates what to think
Youre spreading lies daily and then you wonder
Why we can’t trust?
Its evident they keep us intoxicated and dumb
Lil nigga reach for the book and put away your gun
And we might soon take fight to the White House
Give em a piece of our mind and put their lights out
And as we walk up they watch in disgust
Cause they never gave a fuck about us

As I sit
(Staring at the walls in this four cornered room)
In my four cornered room
(And I'm counting the days)

As I sit
(Waiting for your call in this four cornered room)
In my four cornered room
(And I'm counting the days)

Some things don’t change its better to let em go
Some niggas will turn and try to hurt you whenever you let em know
What you go through, get ready to go to war
Keep your friends close, so your enemies aint far
Whenever you make moves be prepared for the worst
And if you love be prepared to get hurt, but that’s worth it
Never trust a cop or the authorities
Cus they don’t give a fuck about minorities
And if you got a beef to settle throw them hands up
Unless you know this niggas honor is something you can’t trust
Then bust and flee
Cause you know the Judge never spend a fuckin day on these streets
Don’t let your heart turn cold lil nigga
Cause they don’t wanna see you grow old lil nigga
And as we raise up they watch in disgust
Cause they never gave a fuck about us