Everyday

These These types of things happen everyday

Out in the streets where they dont play

They dont pray, They just know it will be okay

Gun shots they pronounced him D.O.A

These These Types of things happen everyday

Out in the streets where they dont play

There is pray that the kids will be okay

I jumped in the trey get on my way

I say these types of things happen everyday

Hes got a chip on this shoulder

The size of boulders, graffiti written on his folder his the neighbor hood soldier

He's a young Kid, but he acts much older

Don't mess around with the dude or its over

He Dosent know that he won't live to be much older

Then one day he runs into someone else thats colder and badder than he is(than he is)

He dosent pray, But one day he's gunna be screaming for jesus, He's on a messed up path that leads to death

Theres no turnig back, atleast he's one thats never hurt his back

He likes to bump chicano murder rap(murder rap)

He was Eighteen with the bullet, But the other vato busted back

Out in the streets where they dont play

They dont pray, They just know it will be okay

Gun shots they pronounced him D.O.A

These These Types of things happen everyday

Out in the streets where they dont play

There is pray that the kids will be okay

I jumped in the trey get on my way

I say these types of things happen everyday

I Knew this dude is Twenty-two

And he packed a Twenty-two, Just because you never know what another man will do

And these fools are getting crazy now days

And Homeboy knew what these fools would do

Cause he's a homeboy too

It ain't nothing any

He knows whats up he ain't no chump

But the ain't trying to be no gangster either

Gots a girl and he can't wait to see her

He's feeling right about this one

If i could write bamton, i would write about this one.(thats what he said)

But something had to get in the way

No words spoken, There was nothing to say

As wide open he lay on the 5th of may(of may)

His brothers found him cause the homeboy Smiley just past away

Out in the streets where they dont play

They dont pray, They just know it will be okay

Gun shots they pronounced him D.O.A

These These Types of things happen everyday

Out in the streets where they dont play

There is pray that the kids will be okay

I jumped in the trey get on my way

I say these types of things happen everyday

This other guys a good guy, and he liked to stay clean

La Vida loca crazy life at Eighteen

Got shot in the mouth, and was the most taken out(taken out)

Jaw wired shut what the hells he saying now

Nothing like i always have, I mean like he always had

All the heart the homie has, Nothing Holding homie back

Only the strong survive, Suppost to be paralized

Hes still alive and loves to open his eyes(his eyes)

Another day a different way everyday is going to be okay

Cause hes gunna make sure it ends up that way

Never Though you'd see him here

It took some time, It took some years, alot of blood sweat and tears

Out in the streets where they dont play

They dont pray, They just know it will be okay

Gun shots they pronounced him D.O.A

These These Types of things happen everyday

Out in the streets where they dont play

There is pray that the kids will be okay

I jumped in the trey get on my way

I say these types of things happen everyday

Yeah,Bionic on the beat