I Can't Decide Lyrics - Raw - Hopsin

In the land of the killing 

Better say your prayers tonight 

Amen, its hard enough trynna survive 

And to top it off I gotta watch my back 

Cause these niggas wanna act up 

Should I fight or should I run? 

Should I hide or get my gun? 

I can't decide 

Now see, Tyrone does whatever his homies do 

Just the dope hes doin' 

Deep in his mind he knows he's cool 

He's ditchin' class cause he feels like he don't belong in school 

Momma always yellin' out, Damn Tyrone, what's wrong with you! 

He wanna show the world he grew in some balls 

Abusin' the law, 8 weeks in juvenile hall 

This dude is the cause of a lot of shit 

Don't know where is father went 

Never had no confidence, resortin' to poppin' clips 

His homies thought that they were violent assassins 

They said, come on tyrone, its time to get active 

We gon' roll up on this nigga 

Real silent and passive 

Then you pull out the 9 and then blast him 

We gon' roll to his crib 

Be careful shootin' so you don't hit the kids 

You down fo' it? 

Tyrone said, "You know what it is" 

So they roll up, about to retaliate on this busta 

"POP POP" (Bitch ass muthafucka) 

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In the land of the killing 

Better say your prayers tonight 

Amen, its hard enough trynna survive 

And to top it off I gotta watch my back 

Cause these niggas wanna act up 

Should I fight or should I run? 

Should I hide or get my gun? 

I can't decide 

In the land of the killing 

Better say your prayers tonight 

Amen, its hard enough trynna survive 

And to top it off I gotta watch my back 

Cause these niggas wanna act up 

Should I fight or should I run? 

Should I hide or get my gun? 

I can't decide 

Tyrones big ballin' 

Gettin the dough 

Fuck bitches and hoes 

Still rippin the 4's 

Walk with his fist clinched he was itching to blow 

Shit, and all the local neighborhood niggas would know 

Its like he was born to fit the streets 

Never had no chicken feet 

Walked up to the local liquor store to get a swisher sweet 

Before he walked in some dudes was like 

"Aye Nigga...POP POP POP, we dont play nigga" 

They just shot him when his lives undone 

The man inside the liquor store dialed 911 

And at the same time he's strugglin' tryin' to find someone 

Screamin "HELP HELP, STAY ALIVE YOUNG SON!" 

The boys gunna die and he knows that 

A bullet went through his skull cap 

He's barely breathing 

And both of his eyes balls have rolled back 

Oh crap the people who witnessed it can't believe it yo 

Maybe it's linked to the drive by he did a week ago 

In the land of the killing 

Better say your prayers tonight 

Amen, its hard enough trynna survive 

And to top it off I gotta watch my back 

Cause these niggas wanna act up 

Should I fight or should I run? 

Should I hide or get my gun? 

I can't decide 

Tyrone's dead, all over some dumb shit 

His homies dont know who did it 

They just got assumptions 

Ready to whall out 

With a sinister function 

And drive by on some bitch niggas and dump clips 

And OG was like "fuck it he's dead now 

So open up the 40 and take a sip and pour the rest out 

Yall got me stressed now 

Shit yall need to chill out 

Cause everytime some shit be poppin off yall pull the steel out" 

One of the younger homies was like 

"Fuck that, we gon' tug gats and bust back, trust that" 

The OG was like 

"Man Yall don't need to be out here bustin slugs 

Yall dont even know who the fuck it was 

Yall fucking bugs 

Yall gunna be dead taking this violent route 

You little niggas always whilin out 

You need to getcha shit straight and understand whatcha life about 

Cause if a bullet hit your ass believe your lights is out." 

The younger homie like "Nigga, you dont run these streets 

You ain't never been no fucking G 

If I wanna bust my heat it's up to me 

And I know them niggas that killed T 

Are the same niggas that we hit up the other week" 

Another homie like "Naaah they ain't get back for that 

Cause that's them niggas pulling up in the Cadilla-pop pop pop 

In the land of the killing 

Better say your prayers tonight 

Amen, its hard enough trynna survive 

And to top it off I gotta watch my back 

Cause these niggas wanna act up 

Should I fight or should I run? 

Should I hide or get my gun? 

I can't decide