Three Sides 2 a Story

My name's Derrick, I'm from Queens right there on Merrick Raised of honesty, loyalty, good merits Got a little sister and my pop's just perished And I just came home, so my freedom I really cherish Young when they bagged me, seven in the can is torture And I just did that for manslaughter Odds was against me, murder in the second degree Made it less, 'cause I gave 'em a plea That's the past, now a dude home tryna clean up his past What all niggaz know me for is the past Ya know, my mind's always thinking how to pocket some cash They know if something ever sparked, it'll cock it and blast Now I'm tryna live straight and get my act together But my mom's struggling, she putting scraps together Long time ago, when I wasn't home, she was cleaning my room Cried when she found a gat in the dresser Said no child of hers would've had that, never But with all the dirt I was doing I felt like I had to protect her, I had to protect us 'Stead of me sellin' crack forever She rather be in a shop right, getting bags together Past endeavors won't allow me to get work So forced me to get work On apps they ask if you ever been to jail, like if I say yes you'll hire me Nigga don't lie to me I gotta 'lil sister that's nine Plus mom's is chillin', with some new dude I think she's feelin' But he don't help with the bills and I'm back on the script So we don't go broke, I'm back to this hammer that I hafta tote Stash you know, I'm killin' 'em, only nigga on the Ave with coke Only man in the house, I gotta bring in cash And 'em two chicks a month that mom get don't last Little Sally still young, she developing fast Oh, you thinking the same thing, it's a hell of a task Then it clicked me, plain close, cops came to get me But knew that I had mine on, threaten to hit me And I moved swiftly, said they had a warrant They knew about it all, they said they had an informant I'm back in a caged up cell With the apes in jail, now I'm back in this eight by twelve See I tried to live right But society ain't made for niggaz to live right Mommy, just write Mommy, make sure Sally keep her shit tight And I'll be home real soon, don't cry, it's light I know it might seem like it's all good (what) But this is what it's like in the hood (what's it like) I rep my set like you should (what) But this is what it's like in the hood I know it might seem like it's all good But this is what it's like in the hood I rep my set like you should But this is what it's like, what it's like My name's Sally and I'm from Queens, I'm not happy Dad passed away, mom's remarried I got a big bro, but he's in jail Mom said for some things that he used to sell And I'm always with step-dad, his name's Beau And there's some things about him that my mom don't know And he says if I tell that, it won't be pretty And I'm really scared of him, he's already hit me He touches me places I don't like it And I ain't talking 'bout a hug or goodbye kiss I mean, touch me places that's private And he don't just touch, he put somethin' inside it He says the more he does that, I'll start to like it Hand over my mouth so I'm quiet Mom's only with him 'cause our money is low I'm sixteen but I'm shaped like a twenty year old And my mom's in love so she makes excuses But she looks at me and sees scrapes and bruises Why step-daddy gotta take me through this? Help, somebody, I'm getting raped, I can't do this Nobody understands I'm weary Get goosebumps anytime a man come near me Know how it feel to have a man use you for a cushion All the while moaning and pushin' You try to push him, he's getting bothered You yell and you scream, but he starts going harder Trust me, it's somethin' you don't wanna be a part of 'Cause even when it's over, your life, it'll scar you Visit my bro, he can tell I'm sad Staring hard at my stomach, he can tell I'm fat He can tell I'm mad But step-daddy touched me, fucked me, you think that I can tell him that? Beau called the cops on him, could I tell him that? Yep, thought you'd agree, so I keep it all to me Baby on the way, and I'm not working And I know it's his 'cause I used to be a virgin Derrick says he'll handle it, wipe my tears He don't know, this is what it's like for years And it falls on deaf ears Damn, mommy, please, come home, please mommy don't leave us alone Some secrets are hard to keep Some secrets make it hard to sleep And sleep is the only time I feel safe Still the act haunts me, and I know that I'ma wake up with step-daddy on me I know it might seem like it's all good (what) But this is what it's like in the hood (yo) And I rep my set like you should But this is what it's like in the hood I know it might seem like it's all good But this is what it's like in the hood And I rep my set like you should But this is what it's like, what it's like My name's Beau, got a chick named Pam that I live with But she's always in church, real religious I had a son, he was young, he was gifted 'Til a nigga killed him a week before Christmas Three shots, close range with a handgun I knew before I met Pam that it was Pam's son I knew when I pulled the Mill out harder And went on a manhunt just to kill they father Derrick and my boy had a mutual friend That put me on haunt, what I gotta do for revenge Derrick's coming home now, and he's gonna get it And I know he'll be lookin' for me with a biscuit Not hard to find, got them teks in handy, and I'm in his house having sex with his family I got his mom on the bed and the canopy And I'm with his sister, molesting her candy Now he know it all His friend prolly told him, and you can't hide nothing in a hood so small But then it came Sunday, Beau ain't hafta work Just humped on Sally, Pam's in church Derrick bust in, Beau just froze White shit on his nose, Sally getting her clothes Screams, "Get ready for your funeral, Beau" And then he reach to his hip and let a few of 'em go 'Cause he's packin', but Sally starts gaspin' Holdin' her stomach, I guess she started having contractions Beau grabbed his, now they both got heat Just gunnin', both ignoring the seed that's coming Now Sally's in the crossfire, screams out "Stop" Holes in the wall, now the scene's getting hot Next 30 seconds, on the scene is the cops Yellow tape up, now the scene's getting blocked Barricades up, yep, you already know, y'all Ambulance there, streets full of patrol cars Cops on the megaphone, "Come down now" But it all calmed down somehow Beau comes out, hands showing, carrying in his arms Derrick comes down, little Sally in his arms Yep, nothin' to say, she was hit by astray Nope, shots done ricochade, cops take him away And now some niggaz miss him But it wasn't the guns that killed Sally, nah, it was the dumb niggaz with 'em When we gonna learn to treat our people sacred? There's some type of way kid, we're all related When we gonna grow and get rid of the hatred? 'Cause this shit happens on a regular basis, this shit happens on a regular basis This type of shit happens everyday kid I know it might seem like it's all good (what) But this is what it's like in the hood (yo) And I rep my set like you should (what) But this is what it's like in the hood (this is what it's like in the hood) I know it might seem like it's all good But this is what it's like in the hood (real) And I rep my set like you should But this is what it's like, what it's like Might seem like it's all good But this is what it's like in the hood And I rep my set like you should But this is what it's like