Nobody Wanna Raise 'Em

Intro
Intro — dark, low voice
(808 rumble… boom… boom…)
Yeah…
Everybody wanna be savage…
Everybody wanna claim that street shit…
But who raising them babies?
Turn me up.

Hook
BOOM — BOOM — everybody wanna gangsta,
BOOM — BOOM — nobody wanna raise 'em.
Mama chasing nightlife, daddy chasing danger,
Kid sitting home like, “Damn, they don't remember?”
808 KICK — whole block shaking,
Fake-ass tough, but the family breaking.
You can wear that mask, you can act like you're fearless,
But your own damn child shouldn't grow up feeling parentless.

Verse 1
Black hoodie, red eyes, walking through the night,
Everybody acting hard just to look right.
Posting with the crew, talking like a boss,
Meanwhile little kid wondering why they got lost.
Bills on the table, fridge damn near empty,
Parent in the streets like the crew more important.
You ain't gotta be rich, you ain't gotta have a mansion,
Kids need your presence more than internet attention.

BOOM!
Hear that bass? That's the truth knocking,
Whole damn neighborhood but the home ain't rocking.
Everybody want respect, everybody want a name,
But respect ain't worth shit when your family feels ashamed.

Hook
BOOM — BOOM — everybody wanna gangsta,
BOOM — BOOM — nobody wanna raise 'em.
Mama chasing nightlife, daddy chasing danger,
Kid sitting home like, “Damn, they don't remember?”
808 KICK — whole block shaking,
Fake-ass tough, but the family breaking.
You can wear that mask, you can act like you're fearless,
But your own damn child shouldn't grow up feeling parentless.

Verse 2 — faster flow
Everybody wanna scream, “I'm a savage!”
Till a kid grows up carrying all that baggage.
Daddy chasing money, mama chasing clout,
Child learns real quick what abandonment's about.
Then they wonder why the kid got anger,
Why they don't trust nobody, why they act like strangers.
You can't undo every night that they cried,
Can't buy back the years that you left behind.

BOOM — BOOM!
That's the bass and the consequence,
Every bad choice leaves evidence.
Street got rules, but the street don't love you,
When the lights go off, who really coming to hug you?

Bridge — beat drops
Forget the chains…
Forget the fame…
Forget who's tougher…
Remember their name.
Little eyes watching everything you do,
They don't need a gangster…
They need you.

Final Hook — explosive
BOOM! BOOM! Everybody wanna gangsta!
BOOM! BOOM! Nobody wanna raise 'em!
Whole city loud, but the house too quiet,
Kids need love, don't make them hide it.
BOOM! BOOM! Let the 808 shake,
Let the truth hit harder than the bassline breaks.
You can chase that street life till there's nothing left to prove—
But the hardest thing you'll ever do
Is show up for your kids and actually be there for them.
Verse
Pre-Chorus
Chorus
Bridge
Outro