Left Me 4 Dead (Interlude)

Yeah! Gotta say bravo
 I gotta, I gotta, I gotta say bravo
 I gotta say, I gotta say bravo
 Huh, huh
 They left me for dead, with no tears shed
 Blood on my head, but I came up
 They left me for dead, built up my bread, I slid like sled I'm bout my bucks
 They left me for dead, from what I said, and I just bled from all of the pain
 They left me for dead, I might need a med, I should've just fled, now I got stains yeah
 I resurrected like Lazarus right by a labyrinth can't be killed off
 No matter how bad it get Jesus of Nazareth they might put me in a cross
 Blood on eyes, blood in my hands man do you understand
 That you took a life just for some bands in the name of a clan, uh
 Just for a street that you don't own with the same skin tone
 That's how you go when you enter zone, where it's only shots flown
 I wish they could put the guns down, the fake ones cannot front now
 He was high off the pills and percs and he don't never wanna come down
 They left me for dead, with no tears shed
 Blood on my head, but I came up
 They left me for dead, built up my bread, I slid like sled I'm bout my bucks
 They left me for dead, from what I said, and I just bled from all of the pain
 They left me for dead, I might need a med, I should've just fled, now I got stains yeah
 When I die please remember me, if you loved me to infinity
 If you lowkey hated me, please keep the same energy
 I don't need no fakeness, I'm talking in all facets
 Cause it's only gon be 6 people who gon carry out my casket, yeah
 Right shit I could be a real nigga as Hussle and still get shot up like...
 That's true and not to bring the race card in but
 Y'all boys, being a black man in America, it's hard
 We dangerous, we dangerous, y'all are a target (You and you right now)
 You wanna know why, you wanna know why
 I could be driving, and I could be a suburban nigga (that's what I'm saying)
 I could be driving, I could chill
 Aye officer (Dre chuckles)
 No cap, no cap
 I'm not tryna joke about the shit (On God)
 I could get pulled over and the cop could come to me
 And I be like "hey, I have a gun in the car, I'm licensed, I'm gonna reach over" (You know what I'm saying, you got your hands up in the air and the whole nine)
 And once you reach over, you killed (That's it, you and you right now)
 You not a street nigga, you got a 3.0 GPA, you got a degree, you a real nigga
 And real nigga differently than street nigga
 You a real nigga meaning you provide for your family, you getting money, you doing what you need to do
 But a cop could shoot yo ass and you could be done
 You and you right now could go right here off of Miramar Parkway and bust a right on
 Miramar Parkway outside of Douglas okay
 And go bout y'all business
 Whether you go towards Hallandale, or whether you go towards Miramar further on the Westside
 And at any given time y'all could be pulled over, over some stupid shit
 Oh your tail light is out
 Oh your muffler looking lower than usual
 Some dumb shit, okay?
 And at any given moment you could die over some dumb shit
 And then what, it's gonna be another moment bout black lives matter