Hook:
Filth streets dark nights,
Real dreams crushed life,
All was a warning,
What's the moral to the story,
Death after death,
Til ain't no one left,
None of this foreign,
What's the moral to the story,
Broken homes and hardship,
Joking though to pardon,
Lots and lots of mourning,
What's the moral to the story,
Hustle after hustle,
Self proclaimed muscle,
Garbage for glory,
I'm the moral to the story,
Yea, I'm the moral to the story,
Yea, I'm the moral to the story,
Yea , I'm the moral to the story,
Yo, we the moral to the story.
V1:
So you ask, what's the moral to the story
Parents worried, bout making money hurried
There's mouths to feed, so these lines get blurry
Hit the streets, make a stack sellin flurries
Rob a lick to keep the lights on ya heard me
Bait and switch pull the strap and they scurry
But got nothing left, for an attorney
Easy case for a jury, not debated
Single parent household, pops incarcerated
Dilapidated minds and they black so they hated
Never the less, the lifestyle, escape it
The oldest son hit the books and concentrated
Sometimes agitated, dreams fading, but not complacent
No hatred for pops, he wanted his son to make it
And he graduated, then left the hood evacuated
Moral of the story, life is what you make it.
Hook:
Filth streets dark nights,
Real dreams crushed life,
All was a warning,
What's the moral to the story,
Death after death,
Til ain't no one left,
None of this foreign,
What's the moral to the story,
Broken homes and hardship,
Joking though to pardon,
Lots and lots of mourning,
What's the moral to the story,
Hustle after hustle,
Self proclaimed muscle,
Garbage for glory,
I'm the moral to the story,
Yea, I'm the moral to the story,
Yea, I'm the moral to the story,
Yea , I'm the moral to the story,
Yo, we the moral to the story.
V2:
Minorities with struggles,
Enormity conform with me or qurantines so subtle,
Normally they'll rush you,
Torn between the wars in streets,
Corporate greed will cut through,
Cornered in affording things or laundering so much moves,
Time is never on pause, get lost,
We stationary of course,
Tick tock, lift off, exhaust,
Laying heat but not pissed off,
End all men yall life forms when agendas set off,
War on drugs attacking the black men, back then,
Strip us thin, then indictment
No enlightenment,
Homes were broken, Planted coke then, comatosing, honor stolen,
'We love you guys' where them folks went,
Expectations are crushed, they Blazing it up, traits of disgust,
So they end up raising them chumps,
Paying for what,
401k's are with us,
They aiming at us,
Homie I ain't making this up!!
Hook:
Filth streets dark nights,
Real dreams crushed life,
All was a warning,
What's the moral to the story,
Death after death,
Til ain't no one left,
None of this foreign,
What's the moral to the story,
Broken homes and hardship,
Joking though to pardon,
Lots and lots of mourning,
What's the moral to the story,
Hustle after hustle,
Self proclaimed muscle,
Garbage for glory,
I'm the moral to the story,
Yea, I'm the moral to the story,
Yea, I'm the moral to the story,
Yea , I'm the moral to the story,
Yo, we the moral to the story.
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Directed by OrthodAkhs Flight & Photography©!
Written By OrthodAkhs Sounds!
Produced by: J Hostyle Jackson
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