Ready For The Good Lyrics

I done seen so many

Bad thangs happen

Now I'm ready for the good

Killing in the hood

Yea they left him where he stood

Mama drowning in her tears

Homeboy ain't up to no good

Snitching a get you killed

Some thangs ain't understood

Why it gotta be this way

I don't know

I keep praying

Most high make a way

Take the pain away

Tell me what to say

Brothers killing brothers

Babies murdered in the streets

We like crabs in a bucket

I'm so tired of this defeat

Here we go again

Another body found

You ain't just a n***a

Here put on your crown

So tired of seeing my own

In jail or in the ground

Let's turn this thang around

Yea I'm talking about

Deen Town

Yea you thinking you a killer

Homeboy put that pistol down

It's a better life for you

Let me talk life to you now

Dope boy money looking good

Have you thinking yo a boss

But when it's time to pay the price Homeboy please just shut yo mouth

I done seen so many

Bad thangs happen

Now I'm ready for the good

Killing in the hood

Yea they left him where he stood

Mama drowning in her tears

Homeboy ain't up to no good

Snitching a get you killed

Some thangs ain't understood

Why it gotta be this way

I don't know

I keep praying

Most high make a way

Take the pain away

Tell me what to say

Brothers killing brothers

Babies murdered in the streets

We like crabs in a bucket

I'm so tired of this defeat

Everything is crazy

The system looking jaded

Crime across the city

Got us thinking

We can't make it

It's time to come together

Cause we chosen

By our maker

This world has got you fooled

Read the Bible

It's bout you

Called to be great

But we been blinded

By the lies

This system so destructive

Got us hating our

Own lives

It's time we come together

Man it's time that we rise

Stop hating on one another

And give praise to Most High

I done seen so many

Bad thangs happen

Now I'm ready for the good

Killing in the hood

Yea they left him where he stood

Mama drowning in her tears

Homeboy ain't up to no good

Snitching a get you killed

Some thangs ain't understood

Why it gotta be this way

I don't know

I keep praying

Most high make a way

Take the pain away

Tell me what to say

Brothers killing brothers

Babies murdered in the streets

We like crabs in a bucket

I'm so tired of this defeat