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letra de hella fights at the crib - reconcile

[intro]
i said i wanna go out this block, [?]
yuh, huh

[verse 1]
i love my pops, love the halo, [?] saint
sixteen, my momma heavy in the trailer
sixteen, two kids, that’s h-lla pain
she’s sixteen, he can’t afford it
momma told her to abort it thank god that wasn’t the story
when i’m running, ain’t no starve, yeah
half white, i was born losing, lost half of my family
and i ain’t even choosing
in the trailer, i was hangin’ with guatemalans? [?]
when my cousin started seein’ all the poverty
my momma cheat, my daddy [?] beat his kids, yeah
my momma leave, my daddy leave, they leave the kids, yeah
i told the doctor that i fell on the table like it was comin’
dcf came to the crib, we lied, said there ain’t no problems
ain’t tellin’ they be fighting cuttin’ off the lights
i watch my momma stab my daddy in the side with a knife

[bridge]
i be wantin to leave and run away, [?]
(i wanna die)
(’cause it’s a lot, too much for eyes [?])

[chorus]
h-lla drama at the crib, yeah
([?])
street fightin’ at the crib, yeah
(when they came at me i ain’t wanna live)
i was tryin’ a little hard, i was going through it [?]
all the pressure
fear fightin’ at the crib, yeah
([?])

[verse 2]
pop warner i was playing for the rebels on the peewee
my momma was cheating on the same field we was playing [?]
my pops tried to [?], but [?]
[?]
left her kids in the process
my daddy [?]
i should have known all the things that he told me when i was twelve years old, made me hate her
[?] over school, my little sister cryin’
i was fighting in school and got years in suspension [?]

when i got home, he would beat us [?]
[?]
i wanna get away out of this gravity
beat me with his belt and got me[?]
my momma called my daddy, [?]
my daddy losing me i got no respect for him[?]
we’re beefin’ every day, that’s [?]
i hate my house, i want out [?]
i came home ain’t no food in the fridge[?]
spit in my face, threw my clothes in the yard [?]
i got to steppin[?]

[chorus]
h-lla drama at the crib, yeah!
(ooh)
street fightin’ in the crib, yeah!
(ooh)
i was tryin’ a little hard, [?]
fear fightin’ at the crib, yeah!
([?])

[verse 3]
fast-forward, i’m a father still got anger inside
i love my kids and i don’t ever want to see them hate me[?]
but i’ve got ways like my daddy, and it frustrates me
all i see was broken relationships
now me and my wife struggling
will we make the decisions they made or learn from them?
i grew up without a god how could i leave him out now[?]
i could have lived on my own
[?]
[?] would feel the love
i done hurt h-lla people in the process [?]
fightin’ for the peace, i gave my soul to a god [?] different
it makes me different
i told my wife [?]
[?]
i know my daughter hear and see it at all
[?]
all this frustration is that the reason why my daddy is?
[?]

- reconcile

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