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ptsd (passing the story down) - x-raided 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’ n*gga, i don’t like your demeanor
b*tch, 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 “n*gga, 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 k!ller 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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