Punch - 25 Lyrics
[Intro]They felt that they were laying tracks, for the generation to comeI think my mother knew that freedom wouldn't come in her lifetimeJust like I know it won't come in mineIt's a matter of, either you stay like this or somebody sacrificeSomebody laying tracks, so we can stay in a 360 degreeDeadly circle, somebody used to break out and risk, you know losing everything and being poor and getting you downBut someone has to do something, had I had a father, had I had somebody's opportunitiesI would be able to [?][Verse 1: Punch]I was taught never trust a nigga, far as you can see himTeach a nigga how to fish, is supposed you try'na feed himLook a man in the eyes, that's the best way to read himCause faces they change, but point of views remainI got a strange feeling, that I'm a little bit differentBeyond the customs and tradition is a project livingMy korean warfare, grandfather's afflictionWas stress and I inherited his heart condition[?] there's an addiction, was heroin needlesPetty hustling, the evils, the street man lustSo I'm mixed with that lethal combination with trustI've only scratched the surface, what's underneath this versesThe feeling of a young boy lost, without a purposeStill waters run deep in the street we were submerged inPolice lurking, try'na catch a nigga surfingHe ain't going back to jail, so he bust a verse[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]This is for my everyday ghetto niggaIt don't really mather where you from niggasBefore you leave the house, kiss your moms niggaCause you don't know when that day had come niggaCause only lord knows that I know how you feelWhat we gotta do just to liveWe try not to get our cap peeled, try not to get your cap peeled[Verse 2: Punch]It's hard to get to know me, let you hear between barsTaught your soul self contained on my childhood scarsI was involved from a far, affected by the street lawsConcrete walls, not even earthquakes could shake them brick walls[?] projects this is me y'allDope dealers have it all and then freefallCaine numbs the pain up and down the ghetto seesawThe voice of the youth, they hear me and they see y'allThey don't see a diamond in the rough, they see flawsThey just see how we was raised and they would be in aweAgainst all it gets hard not to kill niggasIt's like a full-time job not to grab the semi autoAnd go kamikaze on somebody who plottingProbably on my body laying lifeless, ungodly sacrificesTo the streets, this is the trinityMoney matters and murder the hood's DNT[Hook][Verse 3]They say the average man only lives to 25Well I made it past that and a nigga still aliveWhich means I'm in a rare I'm indebted to deathThat's the way that, I'm still tracing that stepsLeaving my footprints in the sand, the concrete roseThat grew on infertile land and blossomed to a grown manMy only fear is pops holding moms handDripping tears on my casket, I refuse to let it happenBy any means avoiding the city trafficShooters got the green light, they blocking you right of passageA young kid turn 7 city madnessA picture painted on the street's canvas excuse my brashnessI'm trying to live to see past thisStaring at the world and my rear view past tenseIn no particular fashion, I'm on borrowed time I'm on this ground with a passion[Hook][Outro]Generation to generation to comeThey won't come in mindSacrifises, sacrifises, sacrifisesDeadly circle, deadly circle
