Back 2 Da Hood - Emanuel Brown, Fresh C

Back 2 the hood

Where they dare your ass to go flex

No checks, they been grinding

Make they ends stretch

Staying fresh on the avenue

Ducking red and blue

They flagging to, hear them sirens

Then it’s time to move

It ain’t a game, we going make it clear

Dodged the morgue, by another year

Them vice vans might reappear

The steady struggle of just living here

Better come correct, go protect neck

That ain’t a threat, but it’s popping in these streets

Days feel like weeks, motherfuckas never sleep

Step to me, better watch how you speak

That chrome ready, get to shooting them rounds

How it sounds, it’s not safe with children around

Give me my escape, think I found a way

Gridiron play, take a shot to make the NBA

If not that, then I’ll cook away

Build my stripes in this powder game

Cuz that ziploc, fund the wrist watch

You get stock

Get a Ferrari, from cutting these rocks

You be shocked, from all that I seen

Close to game over, yeah at fifteen

I felt obligated, it’s in my genes

Rep your set, get respect & the green

I wanted in to the life of a five

No jive

But the OG’s, said I can’t ride

Wanted in to be repping the slime

Chase the grind

But Joe told me

Let’s keep you alive

Back 2 the hood

Where they dare your ass to go flex

No checks, they been grinding

Make they ends stretch

Staying fresh on the avenue

Ducking red and blue

They flagging to, hear them sirens

Then it’s time to move

It ain’t a game, we going make it clear

Dodged the morgue, by another year

Them vice vans might reappear

The steady struggle of just living here

Fresh C Verse

Am I half white

Or half crazy

Picket signs outside

Depict the color lines in my city

Police sirens

Been quiet

Since the peace treaty

Red and blue Nike Cortez

Cover the sky’s beauty

(Naw)

You don’t know the half of it

My teacher told me i ain’t shit

But a stupid Mexican

Your people trim my trees

You fucking spic

Why don’t you hang from it

She took her own advice

& her life

Overdosin' on heroin

There I am

Peddlin' medicine

(forty second & third)

Giving blessings, out of cellophane

(Word)

Hiding my devilish grin

Under my Los Angeles brim

Killing my own kind

With poisonous amphetamine

Pledging allegiance

To the bandana, In my denim man

Dying over the color

He spilled when they killed that man

(Damn)

Cut with the cloth they imitate

Images they portray

Engraved in my equilibrium

With a switch blade

Let me demonstrate

Spark to the bomb

They detonate

Resonate

Fuck I hate this place

One step from heaven

Knee deep in hell, dodging a early fate

Catching a stray

Was my biggest nightmare

Dreams turned into reality

Porky died, right here

Back 2 the hood

Where they dare your ass to go flex

No checks, they been grinding

Make they ends stretch

Staying fresh on the avenue

Ducking red and blue

They flagging to, hear them sirens

Then it’s time to move

It ain’t a game, we going make it clear

Dodged the morgue, by another year

Them vice vans might reappear

The steady struggle of just living here