David Stones Lyrics
"Dark Nights"
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[Verse 1: David Stones]
On dark nights if you recite this you'll notice a light lit
My life is real it's more than just fly shit
Fast cars and bad chicks that ride dick
I spit it for the people that's surviving the hardships
Chasing your dreams ain't as easy as it seems
When you're from where most brothers don't make it to 17
Man these streets mean
Some of the shit I seen'll fuck you up in the head
and lower your self esteem
Triple beams
Dope fiends
Shorty only 14 and fucking for a pair of jeans
Man that shit crazy
That's somebody baby
Lil' homie scheming with the hammer off safety
Cause they don't understand the value of life
Influenced by some shit some entertainer said on the mic
And I say some wild shit too I know it ain't right
But I do the best I can tryna' balance the hype
Last night I has a conversation with God
He said: "son you up against all of the odds
You was built to be strong but times gonna get hard
Now get a good night sleep cause you starting tomorrow"
So I'm on my job
I'm on my shit
To use my God-given gift with the pen to uplift
I refuse to entertain the fuck shit
If you looking for change watch this
[Verse 2: David Stones]
How come in the hood we got projects
You think it's a coincidence?
Or could it be that it's just one big experiment?
Structured to see how a group of people react
When you pack 'em on top of each other and just feed 'em the scraps
We was taught to spend stacks to put work on the block
Instead of spending that guap to go invest in some stocks
Killing each other man this shit gotta stop
Grab another nigga down just to get to the top
Ayo another gloc popped means another brothers shot
And another brother shot means another brothers locked
Now that's 2 mothers crying cause one sons in the grave
And the others in a cage chained up like a slave
No I'm not a saint and never will I ever claim to be
I'm just a man with compassion for humanity
That's why I had a conversation with God
And said: "please, teach me to see pass the mirage"
[Verse 3: David Stones]
We so caught up with shittin' on our haters
That we neglect the people that be showing love
And forget to return the favor
Even to our creator
It's hard to concentrate in a world that only glorify the paper-chasers
On dark nights if you recite this you'll notice a light lit
My life is real it's more than just fly shit
Fast cars and bad chicks that ride dick
I spit it for the people that's surviving the hardships
Chasing your dreams ain't as easy as it seems
When you're from where most brothers don't make it to 17
Man these streets mean
Some of the shit I seen'll fuck you up in the head
and lower your self esteem
Triple beams
Dope fiends
Shorty only 14 and fucking for a pair of jeans
Man that shit crazy
That's somebody baby
Lil' homie scheming with the hammer off safety
Cause they don't understand the value of life
Influenced by some shit some entertainer said on the mic
And I say some wild shit too I know it ain't right
But I do the best I can tryna' balance the hype
Last night I has a conversation with God
He said: "son you up against all of the odds
You was built to be strong but times gonna get hard
Now get a good night sleep cause you starting tomorrow"
So I'm on my job
I'm on my shit
To use my God-given gift with the pen to uplift
I refuse to entertain the fuck shit
If you looking for change watch this
[Verse 2: David Stones]
How come in the hood we got projects
You think it's a coincidence?
Or could it be that it's just one big experiment?
Structured to see how a group of people react
When you pack 'em on top of each other and just feed 'em the scraps
We was taught to spend stacks to put work on the block
Instead of spending that guap to go invest in some stocks
Killing each other man this shit gotta stop
Grab another nigga down just to get to the top
Ayo another gloc popped means another brothers shot
And another brother shot means another brothers locked
Now that's 2 mothers crying cause one sons in the grave
And the others in a cage chained up like a slave
No I'm not a saint and never will I ever claim to be
I'm just a man with compassion for humanity
That's why I had a conversation with God
And said: "please, teach me to see pass the mirage"
[Verse 3: David Stones]
We so caught up with shittin' on our haters
That we neglect the people that be showing love
And forget to return the favor
Even to our creator
It's hard to concentrate in a world that only glorify the paper-chasers
This song is from the album "The Steppin' Stone: All Or Nuthin'".