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Bokie Loc - Tales From the Hood - Death Represents My Hood
Tales From the Hood
01. Let Me at Them
02. Face Mob
03. Tales From the Hood
04. Born II Die
05. Ol' Dirty's Back
06. I'm Talkin' to Myself
07. The Hood Got Me Feelin' the Pain
08. One Less Nigga
09. From the Dark Side
10. Death Represents My Hood
11. Hot Ones Echo Thru the Ghetto
12. The Grave
I wonder
How many fools it is that don't believe in ghosts
For most that have never seen the supernatural
But demons dwell where you sell your crack
And also where you pimp your hoes
And those that are down to kill for the sets
Are possesed by G's from the depths
Rivals of the blessed

Can you feel anything huh?
I hope you can't move anything, you fool

Blood drips out of my body onto the concrete
Heat, numbness in my hands and my feet
It's then I realize that I'm paralyzed
Struck in the spine by a bullet from a nine
Hey nigga, can you hear me?
I'm tryin' to explain to my dogs what happened

But demons are muffling my words and I'm lackin' breath
Hardly any life left in this crippled up shell of mine
And evil is tryin' to mack me to make me die
Come on baby, it's cool
If you stay up on this earth
Ain't none of your bodily functional shit gon' work in that wheelchair
Starin' jealous at motherfuckers just mad 'cause you limp
So release your soul to me, hoe
Forget being an O.G
And let me pimp you for eternity

The dead represent my hood
Nigga that ain't no tale
You should've claimed that other hood on top
Now you represent burnin' flesh
Never sleep nonstop
'Cause the dead represent my hood
Nigga who you gon' tell
That I'm set trippin' on those soul trippin'
Slippin' into depths of darkness

Cover up the sky with the evil black misty thing
I got it lookin' like the Exorcist
I hear screams, seems that somebody's fucked up critical

In ICU dyin' too slow

So I lay in the cut of the room
With my demon two bangin' homies of doom
Now what happened was a knife wound

Gained violence that night in the cemetary, scary
Weren't no rivals inside of the shankin'
Unusual holes in the grave, so they thinkin' vandalism
Not believin' in zombie scandalism
I know it was, had nothin' to do with blood
Because I was there, weren't no witnesses on this stroll
When we was out soul jackin' in the cold
Blood and daddy's labeled as a gangster

Banks the supernatural

Threats like we who creep on that ass nicely

The dead represent my hood
Nigga that ain't no tale
You should've claimed that other hood on top
Now you represent burnin' flesh
Never sleep nonstop
'Cause the dead represent my hood
Nigga who you gon' tell
That I'm set trippin' on those soul trippin'
Slippin' into depths of darkness

Ain't nothin' goin' on but the rent
So get the fuck up out my house since your money's spent

Shit, I've been slavin' and hustlin' for my bitch
And ain't no way up in this world
I'm gon' let her talk to me foul
Meanwhile I keep my cool from violence
Silence in the night suddenly
I feel the presence in my room
Fright overcomes me
Four images up in my sight are comin' towards me

Now you have no control of your body
Possessed by one, the other three hold
Held her while I stabbed her 'til her body turns cold
As the tragedy unfolds I plot

But nowhere to go
Did not have a white Bronco to shake the spot
And I'm losin' my mind literally
'Cause I shot myself with my TEC in the head
But why didn't I die?
'Cause now you livin' dead, and the

The dead represent my hood
Nigga that ain't no tale
You should've claimed that other hood on top
Now you represent burnin' flesh
Never sleep nonstop
'Cause the dead represent my hood
Nigga who you gon' tell

That I'm set trippin' on those soul trippin'
Slippin' into depths of darkness

The dead represent my hood
Nigga that ain't no tale
You should've claimed that other hood on top
Now you represent burnin' flesh
Never sleep nonstop
'Cause the dead represent my hood
Nigga who you gon' tell

That I'm set trippin' on those soul trippin'
Slippin' into depths of darkness