God bless the child that could maintain his strength in the midst of violence
For his integrity and honest heart shall forever fortify him in the presence of evil...
...I was born sinning! breaking through my mother's womb,
Ever since a little boy infatuated by some goons,
Infatuated by the lifestyle that leaves you within the dirt
Court cases and gang files, the reason my mamma's hurt,
But I'm formulating plans that are right beneath my shoes,
Cause I'm headed to a place where after labor comes the fruits...
You see I'm coming from a place where tiny locos roam the streets,
Mothers work a nine to five cause they got no food to eat,
Little homies in the streets, with their middle fingers up
To the cops and to the system cause nobody gives a fuck!
They kick us when we're down and they hate it when we try,
They laugh at us like clowns, ain't no wonder they're despised,
I'm speaking from the heart and I'm here to tell my story,
About my dreaded life and my wicked road to glory!!...
At the age of 13 I inherited a war,
Now I look over my shoulder when I'm stepping out the door,
Got my mother stressing out, pacing by the telephone,
Little sister acting out, waiting for me to come home...
While I'm in the G' ride, chilling with the big homie
"we're all a family", that's what the motherfucker told me,
"don't you ever love nobody Travi, love will get you killed"
But that's a fucking lie dawg! I'm only being real...
Who gives a fuck about my health? I'm just a stripe on someone's belt
In the land of the heartless where every man's for himself,
They said they'd look after me like a neighborhood brother
Sold our soul to the streets, then we'd jump in another
They'd talk about family, guns, bullets, and culture
I thought I was family, but I was really a vulture...
Cause right after we spoke he handed me a bag of dope
He said feelings were a weakness, so I'd resort to tweaking
I thought the hood possessed all the love that I was seeking!
I would leave home crying from the physical abuse...
Running to the hood, breaking down the same old news
But one thing that I learned was that crying was weak,
Cause I cried until the homies socked the tear off my cheek...
My homies are gonna hate me for this cause they see me as a soldier
I'm not supposed to know this until my life's about over
But my life's already over and my heart can't get any colder
I do this for my mother cause there's so much shit that I owe her,
I never had a father but he don't make me a man,
I'll die strong and fearless on a murderess land,
I want to educate my mind and transform my reputation
Achieving my revenge through the path of education,
I want to do this for my people that are sitting behind bars,
Some are shooting for the head while I'm shooting for the stars...
I want to do this for Mexica and marginalized communities
We need to beat the dirty system and create a fucking unity!
Tell me what happened to our people? At one point we were great
We're fucking up the city with the violence we create
We used to build empires, pyramids and medicine
Now we're cooking meth and we're dying with some evil sins
What happened to the culture?
What happened to tradition?
What happened to the times where unity was in our mission?
What happened to the peace?
What happened to respect?
What happened to the east, the south side, north side, and the west?
What happened to the love for the color of our skin?
We're slaughtering our people while the devil slowly grins,
What happened to the knowledge and the wisdom of the ages?
We used to build chinampas now we're floating in these cages,
Modern slavery's taking place, they call it being on probation,
My ancestors are still in pain, so fuck the European invasion!
We need to educate the youth and plant a seed within their mind,
So they don't walk within our shoes and fall a victim to the crime!...
Now let's talk about psychology, psychological makeup and profiles,
We put on this personality, that makes us divided and hostile,
It's our way of survival, but the system's our only true rival,
We're all victims of lies though, that's the reason why I'm suicidal,
We gotta fight back! With our voice and the knowledge within,
Ya'll needa relax, with engagements of violence and sin,
Educating the streets, my family and all of my friends,
I will never retreat, cause I know that I'm destined to win!!!