Most Merciful - Blue Sky Black Death, Hell Razah

Razah Rubiez

Yo, let me build with you for a minute, man

Sit down, sit down for a minute

Come here, come here, I just wanna talk to you

I try to tell my baby girl «Ain't no need to worry»

It’s the last days, ma, I know it’s gettin’scary

Niggas gettin’killed, murdered over little crumbs

We gotta step our game up to save our little sons

Can’t be havin’our banks with insufficient funds

Mayor Bloomberg, tell me how we get these guns

Why so many mothers who buryin’their young?

And rent is gettin’higher, what is this comin’from?

They wanna turn the slums into a condo

Y’all all up in my convo checkin’my tonsils

On cases, we get 'em, then we beat 'em like congos

On Pico Boulevard, eatin’at Roscoe’s

Buildin’on the angels in the realms of the cosmos

Soon as I hit Watts I’ma hook up wit Hydro

The Hell if I know who y’all niggas gon’ride for

We pull up to your side door spittin’at five-0

Cops hate us, everytime that they raid us They got plans to erase us each time they face us We get handcuffed and stuffed in America’s prison

Inmates on a bus just to make us a livin'

God gave man law, man gave us religion

It’s a struggle, no matter you a Muslim or Christian

You a Buddhist or a Hindu, a Crip or Damu

Don’t ever ever bite from the hand I lend you

Renaissance…