Artist: Black Market Militia Album: Black Market Militia Song: Hood Lullabye Typed by: CnoEvil@CHAMBERMUSIK.com [Timbo King] Yo, inside a hood, they are fiends Young teens, wanna look like the magazines, O.G.'s with M-16's Hear the story, later, upstairs, a baby's cryin' Cuz her mom's upstairs fryin', I'm outside With the lions, and the timberwolves, stalk the streets Gorilla beast heaters on, fitted on It's dark and gloomy, three pigs on a duty It's not a fable, it's hood lullabye, where the brothers die [Hell Razah] Project playgrounds, death singin' nursery songs Built a school on the cemetary, for your new born From the cradle to the casket, or in a straight jacket God will be forever, son, your flesh burn to ashes The hood school a shorty how to re-up on his crack flips Little Red Riding Hood got raped in the black whip Mother Goose crib got raided for them last bricks Them three little pigs again with DEA badges The warren and the judge, havin' dinner on the matress [Timbo King] We used to throw m-80's, but now that heat pop When the D's come, patrol the whole block In due time, they're kingdom will fall Inside project halls, with forty fours Humpty Dumpty, played the block hard Until he got shot down in the courtyard Mary has a coke habit, everywhere she go Backstage sniffin' snow, twenty gram hoe [Killah Priest] I'm like welfare for siblings The similac of rap for all my children, digesting my facts Regurgetating all that weak shit, I lift they little arms But 'em over my shoulders, pat they back while singin' a song But these are lullabye's of hood life I tell 'em stories of ratchets blowin' fiends, pullin' on pipes Before I kiss 'em sayin' goodnight, pictures in they dome Niggaz in jail, never coming home, the guns, crosses, tombstones Little youth never live long enough to become grown It's funny watchin' they expression change while they sleep From fear, to horror, cuz what they see is the streets I frighten them so they will never choose this life I'm like a ghetto Morpheus, holdin' red and blue dice I show you how and far the barrel hold goes Hope you see the light, right before it blows, hood lullabye