Bloody Canvas (Explicit)

Bloody Canvas (Explicit) - Polo G

Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett

Composed by：Taurus Bartlett

Wasn't told

To leave the hood is burning down

Never had no help from anyone

Uh let me tell you 'bout a young n***a

He was only fourteen

Don't f**k with n***as

He stay social distanced like he quarantined

Went from NBA to tourin' dreams

And a street legend in between

That's when prayers made him hit his knees

See he was born Cabrini-era back in '99

On Chicago North Side

Where the news reportin' live

He can't help but rep his hood

D**n near born on his block

And his parents had him young

They ain't really have a lot

Seen his daddy gang bangin' one day

He might take his spot

Five years old and he taught him

How to aim a Glock uh

Use that b***h to protect your family

that's what he told him

A empty clip he grabbed the gun

And practiced what he showed him

And his family hood-famous

Pop Out everybody know him

And his people st**k for him

So he won't let nobody ho him

Uncles tellin' street stories

S**t intriguin' like a poem

Sayin' s**t like he'd put it to their neck

If anybody owe him

All through his childhood

He was bad but innocent

Playin' basketball with his homies

runnin' scrimmages

This who he cracked jokes made a bond

And got suspended with

And when they saw the opps

They fist-fought to settle differences

'Til one day the opps

They got tired of gettin' beat up

They big homies gave 'em guns like

Man go and light they street up

They puttin' hoodies on all black

Loadin' heat up

Adrenaline pumpin' now

They can't wait until they see us

Normal day on the block

It was fun and all smiles

But his best friend Jacob wandered off

From the crowd

Took a walk to the store

Headphones bangin' loud

Then his opps bent the corner

He ain't see 'em come around

When he looked up at the car

That's when them shots went Bow

Blood oozin' with his back on the ground

Vision blurry heartbeat slowin' down

Blood comin' out his mouth

Feel like he startin' to drown

Tires screechin' last thing he heard was that sound

Jacob just got shot that's what a lady scream

Now everybody out of breath

Runnin' to the scene

Seein' Jacob on the floor

That was some s**t they couldn't believe

His eyes rolling back

His auntie tryna tell him Breathe

Died 'fore the paramedics came

She cryin' Baby please

Ain't even get to graduate

'Cause he was only seventeen

Shorty cried all night

Wishin' that s**t was just a dream

'Til that pain turned into anger

Time to make a n***a bleed

F**k man

This n***a just took my best friend

And I I can't go for that s**t

It got me f**ked up

And by the way his name was Terrence

But they called him Ced

Dark skin

He wore a mean mug with some long dreads

Six-two he good at hawkin' n***as down

He got long legs

Now he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead

They heard he caught his first body

And that word spread

And he know how quick karma come around

But he wasn't scared

Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati

Now sellin' drugs and shootin' n***as

Them his only hobbies

Big driller now he the one to call

And go and catch a hundred

Got the lo' on a n***a who killed his dawg

He want his second body

A lightskin heavy-set n***a named Rodney

Say He be out the west off the Xans

Movin' real sloppy

Yo what's the word

Man you won't believe

Who I found out the n***a who killed Jacob

It was the lil' n***a Rodney

He be hangin' out up at the gas station on

tryna make some money n***a always out his mind

Oh yeah Bet say no more

Ced pulled up to the lo' lights off

It's like one o'clock

Grippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like thirty shots

He ain't gotta put one in the head

It's already cocked

Rodney got his back turned

He tryna sell his last rock

Ced hopped out the car he ready to erase

Rodney heard him comin'

He gon' run before he let him pay

It's like a demon in them cousins

Eyes red while he chasin'

Rodney havin' some with regrets

Now he just hopin' God save him

Shots to the leg hollow tips ate him

Fell to the ground like his shoes

He ain't lace 'em

Ced walked up stood over him like

P***y this for Jacob

Gave him four shots to the stomach

Then he faced him

Ced runnin' into his car

Rodney bleedin' on the pavement

He had untied his hoodie

And they seen that on surveillance

Tryna match him to the footage

The police investigatin'

Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station

A week later they had came

And grabbed him from his mama house

Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county

Fightin' drama now

Ced f**kin' takin' it to trial

He ain't coppin' out

Judge gave him forty-nine years

Now that's a lot to count

Now prosecutors were asking for the judge

To lock him up for up to twenty-five years

The judge gave him twenty-eight

Smith had the last word

Again he was sentenced

To twenty-eight years in prison

He has thirty days Kelly

To appeal that sentence back to you