Places I've Been Lyrics - Killah Priest

[killah priest] 

Yeah, take it back, in the days 

You know, of reminising 

Just, just chillin 

Word 

Late at night, ah shoot it's damn near morning 

Check it out 

From shootouts at block parties, from God bodies 

That flooded the project lobbys, cold degrees 

Smokin weed, talkin 'bout the black and latin seeds 

Durags and universal flags 

On the ave little niggas throwin up tags 

They get defeated, almost bit the broken tree 

I recall, niggas who was nice in basketball 

Just as my nephew, he had a gift that was special 

But instead at least seein him with a scholarship 

I'm lookin at him in the funeral parlor and shit 

Life is a bitch, some go down, tryin to make it rich 

Some say "fuck it", and start takin shit 

Sometimes I wish, when bullets are sprayed, the fake niggas get hit 

'cause you know, we know 

When you lose something that you really love, is hard to replace it 

But we have to face it till the day we lay 

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[chorus x2: killah priest] 

From niggas I've seen, places I've been 

Have my share of fake friends, ran with evil men 

Chillin with the snakes is a sin 

But through it all, I kept it real within 

[killah priest] 

From the giggles of a murderer, or the hugs of a burglar 

So many faces tryin to read us, I need an interpreters 

In these dark dreams, where the car thieves lurk 

Around the park, jeeps, narcs creep 

At night the sharks eat, streets is so cold 

As if they hearts don't beat 

From niggas with tanktops, yellin bank stop 

At night they fight like gang cops 

Wet eachother like rain drops 

And keep sinnin till the game stop 

Until there's no longer breathin 

Shit at last the soul is leavin 

They goin nowhere fast 

Tryin to escape this life is a difficult task 

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[chorus x2] 

[killah priest] 

To the little niggas on the corner holdin their dicks 

Rollin in clicks, had to get control in their strips 

I ain't provin shit, bad asses cuttin classes 

You need your ass split, maybe that will save you from that casket 

And I copped the blast quick, with young black males of black bastard 

See those niggas who trigger happy? 

Maybe they will take the lives of mad niggas' daddy 

I know it sound harsh, but I gotta kick it like this 

And I don't give a fuck if you don't like it 

Go to save the righteous 

And your ass walk around here lifeless 

Trust me, I know it, you say I'm psychic 

When the order hits it's gonna be a crisis 

And believe me, I ain't gonna be concerned who's the nicest 

We made a crack sale, away the next fighters 

When you look up and see that sky lit, you will know christ lives 

So until the next time, or if there is one 

Check for the jewel, I left deep in your eardrum 

Be aware, and stay awake, because we got to watch the snakes 

[chorus x2] 

[outro: killah priest] 

Know I'm sayin? we gotta wake up motherfuckers 

We gotta sit together 

Word, you know? 

For all my motherfuckin, gigantic army 

And just, you know, being together 

The sky looks like coney black, nigga 

Be aware 

Yeah, fuck that shit