Snap Back to Reality

Snappin back to reality,
my blood, my sweat 'n' tears,
switchblades drawn the fightin begone,
dead man's hand clutch the trigger, with 'is mean face on,
fightin all day, in the streets of the hood,
smacking round the sukaz like we know we aint should.

There ain't no rulez here, just livin the life,
shooting out the pain, ending it with another guys strife,
guns going off and taking their souls,
whiskin way man witha one trigger pulled.

Fightin don't solve nothin but its all I know,
anger hatred violence fuel my anger all so,
I snap back to reality,
my blood sweat 'n' tears,
switchblades drawn, my life it begone,
I'm bleeding everywhere out here in the street,
fightin don't solve nothin now there's nothin left to keep.

This is more rap sounding.. but i thought it was cool,
dedicated to those of the HOOD! (south philly)