[Hook: Uncle Reece]
Empty souls are screaming
Hollow hearts are burning
In the streets they're fiending
For higher learning
I'm ready to go higher
I'm ready to go higher
Let's go higher and higher

[Verse 1: Eshon Burgundy]
Tripping now, tripping now
Everybody out here tripping now
Tripping now, tripping now
Young girls out here stripping now
Young buls out here hitting now
On the playground find a clip on the ground
Chilling till we came up out the building
And we heard somebody yelling
They was telling everybody lay down
Lay down, lay down, situation hot like Cape Town
Hey now, hey now, do I trust God or the K now?
Cause when you laying face down
And you hear the sound of an Ak spray letting off a round
I'm on second thought, on second thought
Till the Holy Spirit check my heart
And I receive that G-check
Out of respect for God that fear I eat that
With a deep breath
Bold faith on the side
If I die, no regret
I've confessed who laid down in my place
When I pray I get feedback, believe that
I know I'm surrounded by grace
And if ever you need that
Seek that
And believe that by faith
And instead of where the weed at
You'll see that
We all need to be asking for graves
I'm talking bout the part of me that make it hard for me
To live accordingly with that hope
Fight with the all of me
But unfortunately it keep calling me on that note
Against that it's hard to revolt
Fighting and I'm writing down all of these quotes
Hope to inspire all of these folks
So the Lord would acquire all of these souls
Back to the situation at hand though
Block lit up like a dance floor
In the middle of blazing ammo
Spark so bright like he shooting with a candle!
Oh!

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[Verse 2: Eshon Burgundy]
Ain't nothing about me good, save that for my O. G
My O. G. Jesus Christ and His O. G. is G. O. D
One day you made it rain, huh? On a shorty?
But He made it rain 40 days, like a bottle of Old E
What this world done came to
I look around and it's painful
I even look at my own heart, size it up and it's shameful
Only heat can come from a cold heart
Catch no breaks like a go-cart
That's how you end up in the O. R
And leave the O. R. with a O-Scar
O-Scar? That's a bullet hole
I know I could've told you that before
But it wouldn't make for a good metaphor
If I had told before I said it, bul
Dead it, bul, man I gotta dead it, bul
Grab my pride and my ego by the throat
And engage the weapon, bul
Bang!
Can't imagine what it's like to see The Lord hang
Crown of thorns and His blood all on the lawn
But to die is the only reason that He came
That's why I spend time with Him in the early morn
I need Him. I need Him
First from the hood that'll tell you I need Him
I look around and see them getting found or locked down
What I look like trying to turn down freedom
Huh?

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