PTSD (Passing The Story Down)

Lyrics
[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 [Verse 2] Homie wearing blue got forty years for the murder May could be released early with good behavior if he served A fifty percent portion of his time, with no reports Plus he needs an education on how he could show remorse He got married, started getting family visits Had a son and a daughter, as far as changing his life, he really didn't Fully committed to getting his goal A couple decades pass, he was given parole He went home and never looked back to the hood Wouldn't go there if he could, he was good Never even put a foot back, he was blessed, never mistook that Much less was never looked at Sideways, and that may be why he mistakenly took that For granted, he was having a great day, him and his son went to the store Bumped into a familiar face as they were walking out the door Locked gazes with each other and he couldn't hide the dread The kid from twenty years ago looked right into his eyes and said [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 [Verse 3] They started fighting for the gun, and as they tussled, it begun To slip out of the youngin's hand and it was picked up by the son He pointed it at the mans head, pulled the trigger and it was done At only ten years old, a killer he had become He would likely grow up numb and repeat the cycle in the slums And pass the story down to his kids, the wheel of fortune was spun Now he's destined to be armed, a Loc without regard for harm provoked As he held his son in his arms, he was poked by karma who spoke and said "We'll never forgive you for what you've done Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run You live by the gun then you'll die by the gun Nowhere is safe for you under the sun Wicked, come, come, come, come Come, come, come with the wickedness [?], that cannot be undone I'm feeling no remorse for what'll become I have no regard for the darkness I brung Ascend to the father, reign down on the son Wicked, come, come again, come Come, come again, come with the wickedness Come, come again, come Come, come again, come with the wickedness"
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