[{"id":12551770,"name":"Polo G - Bloody Canvas (Official Audio)","trackName":"Polo G - Bloody Canvas (Official Audio)","artistName":"Polo G","albumName":"Polo G Videos","duration":267.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Head's burnin', wasn't told\nTo leave, the world is burnin' down\nNever had no help from anyone (I'm Harry, Harry Potter)\n\nUh, let me tell you 'bout a young nigga, he was only 14\nDon't fuck with niggas, he stay social distanced like he quarantined\nWent from NBA to tourin' dreams, and a street legend in between\nThat's when prayers made him hit his knees\n\nSee, he was born Cabrini-era back in '99\nOn Chicago North Side, where the news reportin' live\nHe can't help but rep his hood, damn near born on his block\nAnd his parents had him young, they ain't really have a lot\n\nSeen his daddy gang bangin', one day, he might take his spot\nFive years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh\n\"Use that bitch to protect your family\", that's what he told him\nAn empty clip, he grabbed the gun and practiced what he showed him\nAnd his family hood famous, pop out, everybody know him\nAnd his people stuck for him, so he won't let nobody hoe him\nUncle's tellin' street stories, shit intriguin' like a poem\nSayin' shit like he'd put it to they neck if anybody owe him\n\nAll through his childhood, he was bad, but innocent\nPlayin' basketball with his homies, runnin' scrimmages\nThis who he cracked jokes, made a bond, and got suspended with\nAnd when they saw the opps, they fist-fought to settle differences\n'Til one day, the opps, they got tired of gettin' beat up\nThey big homies gave 'em guns like, \"Man, go and light they street up\"\nThey puttin' hoodies on, all black, loadin' heat up\nAdrenaline pumpin', now, they can't wait until they see us\n\nNormal day on the block, it was fun and all smiles\nBut his best friend Jacob wandered off from the crowd\nTook a walk to the store, headphones bangin' loud\nThen his opps bent the corner, he ain't see 'em come around\nWhen he looked up at the car, that's when them shots went, \"Baow\"\nBlood oozin' with his back on the ground\nVision blurry, heartbeat slowin' down\nBlood comin' out his mouth, feel like he startin' to drown\nTires screechin', last thing he heard was that sound\n\n\"Jacob just got shot\", that's what a lady screamed\nNow everybody out of breath, runnin' to the scene\nSeein' Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn't believe\nHis eyes rollin' back, his auntie tryna tell him, \"Breathe\"\nDied 'fore the paramedics came, she cryin', \"Baby, please\"\nAin't even get to graduate 'cause he was only 17\nShorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just a dream\n'Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed\n\nFuck, man, this nigga just took my best friend\nAnd I, I can't go for that shit, it got me fucked up\n\nAnd by the way, his name was Terrence, but they called him Ced\nDark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads\n6'2, he good at hawkin' niggas down, he got long legs\nNow he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead\n\nThey heard he caught his first body and that word spread\nAnd he know how quick karma come around, but he wasn't scared\nSacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati\nNow sellin' drugs and shootin' niggas, them his only hobbies\nBig driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a homie\nGot the lo' on the nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body\nA light skinned heavy-set nigga named Rodney\nSay, \"He be out the west, off the Xans, movin' real sloppy\"\n\nYo, what's the word?\nMan, you won't believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob\nIt was the lil' nigga, Rodney\nHe be hangin' out up at the gas station on Pulaski\nTryna make some money, nigga always out his mind\nOh, yeah?\nBet, say no more\n\nCed pulled up to the lo', lights off, it's like one o'clock\nGrippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like 30 shots\nHe ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already cocked\nRodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock\nCed hopped out the car, he ready to erase\nRodney heard him comin', he gon' run before he let him fade him\nIt's like a demon in them cousins, eyes red while he chase him\nRodney havin' some with regrets, now he just hopin' God save him\n\nShots to the leg, hollow tips ate him\nFell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em\nCed walked up, stood over him like, \"Pussy, this for Jacob\"\nGave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him\nCed runnin' to his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement\nHe had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance\nTryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin'\nPlus they had his picture on the wall at the station\n\nA week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house\nCouldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now\nSaid, \"Fuck it, takin' it to trial\", he ain't coppin' out\nJudge gave him 49 years, now that's a lot to count\n\nNow, prosecutors were askin' for the judge to lock him up for up to 25 years\nThe judge gave him 28, Smith had the last word\n\nAgain, he was sentenced to 28 years in prison\nHe has 30 days, Kelly, to appeal that sentence, back to you","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.74] Head's burnin', wasn't told\n[00:06.86] To leave, the world is burnin' down\n[00:11.81] Never had no help from anyone (I'm Harry, Harry Potter)\n[00:20.96] Uh, let me tell you 'bout a young nigga, he was only 14\n[00:23.68] Don't fuck with niggas, he stay social distanced like he quarantined\n[00:26.56] Went from NBA to tourin' dreams, and a street legend in between\n[00:30.55] That's when prayers made him hit his knees\n[00:32.43] See, he was born Cabrini-era back in '99\n[00:34.94] On Chicago North Side, where the news reportin' live\n[00:37.40] He can't help but rep his hood, damn near born on his block\n[00:40.18] And his parents had him young, they ain't really have a lot\n[00:42.64] Seen his daddy gang bangin', one day, he might take his spot\n[00:45.39] Five years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh\n[00:48.23] \"Use that bitch to protect your family\", that's what he told him\n[00:51.18] An empty clip, he grabbed the gun and practiced what he showed him\n[00:53.71] And his family hood famous, pop out, everybody know him\n[00:56.26] And his people stuck for him, so he won't let nobody hoe him\n[00:58.85] Uncle's tellin' street stories, shit intriguin' like a poem\n[01:01.46] Sayin' shit like he'd put it to they neck if anybody owe him\n[01:04.12] All through his childhood, he was bad, but innocent\n[01:06.85] Playin' basketball with his homies, runnin' scrimmages\n[01:09.43] This who he cracked jokes, made a bond, and got suspended with\n[01:12.03] And when they saw the opps, they fist-fought to settle differences\n[01:14.64] 'Til one day, the opps, they got tired of gettin' beat up\n[01:17.20] They big homies gave 'em guns like, \"Man, go and light they street up\"\n[01:19.70] They puttin' hoodies on, all black, loadin' heat up\n[01:22.41] Adrenaline pumpin', now, they can't wait until they see us\n[01:24.92] Normal day on the block, it was fun and all smiles\n[01:27.73] But his best friend Jacob wandered off from the crowd\n[01:30.29] Took a walk to the store, headphones bangin' loud\n[01:32.88] Then his opps bent the corner, he ain't see 'em come around\n[01:35.57] When he looked up at the car, that's when them shots went, \"Baow\"\n[01:38.25] Blood oozin' with his back on the ground\n[01:40.00] Vision blurry, heartbeat slowin' down\n[01:41.93] Blood comin' out his mouth, feel like he startin' to drown\n[01:44.44] Tires screechin', last thing he heard was that sound\n[01:46.86] \"Jacob just got shot\", that's what a lady screamed\n[01:48.99] Now everybody out of breath, runnin' to the scene\n[01:51.38] Seein' Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn't believe\n[01:53.90] His eyes rollin' back, his auntie tryna tell him, \"Breathe\"\n[01:56.69] Died 'fore the paramedics came, she cryin', \"Baby, please\"\n[01:59.26] Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only 17\n[02:01.74] Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just a dream\n[02:04.49] 'Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed\n[02:07.19] Fuck, man, this nigga just took my best friend\n[02:12.14] And I, I can't go for that shit, it got me fucked up\n[02:18.00] And by the way, his name was Terrence, but they called him Ced\n[02:20.76] Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads\n[02:23.29] 6'2, he good at hawkin' niggas down, he got long legs\n[02:25.97] Now he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead\n[02:28.29] They heard he caught his first body and that word spread\n[02:31.24] And he know how quick karma come around, but he wasn't scared\n[02:33.80] Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati\n[02:36.51] Now sellin' drugs and shootin' niggas, them his only hobbies\n[02:39.29] Big driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a homie\n[02:41.81] Got the lo' on the nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body\n[02:44.42] A light skinned heavy-set nigga named Rodney\n[02:46.90] Say, \"He be out the west, off the Xans, movin' real sloppy\"\n[02:49.63] Yo, what's the word?\n[02:53.75] Man, you won't believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob\n[02:57.00] It was the lil' nigga, Rodney\n[02:58.82] He be hangin' out up at the gas station on Pulaski\n[03:01.32] Tryna make some money, nigga always out his mind\n[03:03.05] Oh, yeah?\n[03:05.12] Bet, say no more\n[03:08.76] Ced pulled up to the lo', lights off, it's like one o'clock\n[03:13.40] Grippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like 30 shots\n[03:15.99] He ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already cocked\n[03:18.55] Rodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock\n[03:21.08] Ced hopped out the car, he ready to erase\n[03:23.79] Rodney heard him comin', he gon' run before he let him fade him\n[03:26.25] It's like a demon in them cousins, eyes red while he chase him\n[03:28.84] Rodney havin' some with regrets, now he just hopin' God save him\n[03:31.54] Shots to the leg, hollow tips ate him\n[03:34.34] Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em\n[03:37.04] Ced walked up, stood over him like, \"Pussy, this for Jacob\"\n[03:39.58] Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him\n[03:42.14] Ced runnin' to his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement\n[03:44.91] He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance\n[03:47.47] Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin'\n[03:49.92] Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station\n[03:52.52] A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house\n[03:55.64] Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now\n[03:58.16] Said, \"Fuck it, takin' it to trial\", he ain't coppin' out\n[04:00.97] Judge gave him 49 years, now that's a lot to count\n[04:03.39] Now, prosecutors were askin' for the judge to lock him up for up to 25 years\n[04:10.68] The judge gave him 28, Smith had the last word\n[04:15.02] Again, he was sentenced to 28 years in prison\n[04:22.12] He has 30 days, Kelly, to appeal that sentence, back to you\n[04:25.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Polo G - Bloody Canvas (Official Audio)\n  artist: Polo G\n  album: Polo G Videos\n  duration_ms: 267000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Head's burnin', wasn't told\n  start_ms: 1740\n  end_ms: 6860\n- text: To leave, the world is burnin' down\n  start_ms: 6860\n  end_ms: 11810\n- text: Never had no help from anyone (I'm Harry, Harry Potter)\n  start_ms: 11810\n  end_ms: 20960\n- text: Uh, let me tell you 'bout a young nigga, he was only 14\n  start_ms: 20960\n  end_ms: 23680\n- text: Don't fuck with niggas, he stay social distanced like he quarantined\n  start_ms: 23680\n  end_ms: 26560\n- text: Went from NBA to tourin' dreams, and a street legend in between\n  start_ms: 26560\n  end_ms: 30550\n- text: That's when prayers 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him young, they ain't really have a lot\n\n  Seen his daddy gang bangin', one day, he might take his spot\n  Five years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh\n  \"Use that bitch to protect your family\", that's what he told him\n  An empty clip, he grabbed the gun and practiced what he showed him\n  And his family hood famous, pop out, everybody know him\n  And his people stuck for him, so he won't let nobody hoe him\n  Uncle's tellin' street stories, shit intriguin' like a poem\n  Sayin' shit like he'd put it to they neck if anybody owe him\n\n  All through his childhood, he was bad, but innocent\n  Playin' basketball with his homies, runnin' scrimmages\n  This who he cracked jokes, made a bond, and got suspended with\n  And when they saw the opps, they fist-fought to settle differences\n  'Til one day, the opps, they got tired of gettin' beat up\n  They big homies gave 'em guns like, \"Man, go and light they street up\"\n  They puttin' hoodies on, all black, loadin' heat up\n  Adrenaline pumpin', now, they can't wait until they see us\n\n  Normal day on the block, it was fun and all smiles\n  But his best friend Jacob wandered off from the crowd\n  Took a walk to the store, headphones bangin' loud\n  Then his opps bent the corner, he ain't see 'em come around\n  When he looked up at the car, that's when them shots went, \"Baow\"\n  Blood oozin' with his back on the ground\n  Vision blurry, heartbeat slowin' down\n  Blood comin' out his mouth, feel like he startin' to drown\n  Tires screechin', last thing he heard was that sound\n\n  \"Jacob just got shot\", that's what a lady screamed\n  Now everybody out of breath, runnin' to the scene\n  Seein' Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn't believe\n  His eyes rollin' back, his auntie tryna tell him, \"Breathe\"\n  Died 'fore the paramedics came, she cryin', \"Baby, please\"\n  Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only 17\n  Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just a dream\n  'Til that 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Now he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead\n\n  They heard he caught his first body and that word spread\n  And he know how quick karma come around, but he wasn't scared\n  Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati\n  Now sellin' drugs and shootin' niggas, them his only hobbies\n  Big driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a homie\n  Got the lo' on the nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body\n  A light skinned heavy-set nigga named Rodney\n  Say, \"He be out the west, off the Xans, movin' real sloppy\"\n\n  Yo, what's the word?\n  Man, you won't believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob\n  It was the lil' nigga, Rodney\n  He be hangin' out up at the gas station on Pulaski\n  Tryna make some money, nigga always out his mind\n  Oh, yeah?\n  Bet, say no more\n\n  Ced pulled up to the lo', lights off, it's like one o'clock\n  Grippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like 30 shots\n  He ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already cocked\n  Rodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock\n  Ced hopped out the car, he ready to erase\n  Rodney heard him comin', he gon' run before he let him fade him\n  It's like a demon in them cousins, eyes red while he chase him\n  Rodney havin' some with regrets, now he just hopin' God save him\n\n  Shots to the leg, hollow tips ate him\n  Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em\n  Ced walked up, stood over him like, \"Pussy, this for Jacob\"\n  Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him\n  Ced runnin' to his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement\n  He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance\n  Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin'\n  Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station\n\n  A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house\n  Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now\n  Said, \"Fuck it, takin' it to trial\", he ain't coppin' out\n  Judge gave him 49 years, now that's a lot 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him\n[03:33.21] Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em\n[03:35.88] Ced walked up, stood over him like, \"Pussy, this for Jacob\"\n[03:38.60] Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him\n[03:41.25] Ced runnin' to his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement\n[03:43.95] He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance\n[03:46.25] Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin'\n[03:49.05] Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station\n[03:51.88] A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house\n[03:54.92] Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now\n[03:57.42] Said, \"Fuck it, takin' it to trial\", he ain't coppin' out\n[03:59.93] Judge gave him 49 years, now that's a lot to count\n[04:03.48] Now, prosecutors were askin' for the judge to lock him up for up to 25 years\n[04:09.23] The judge gave him 28, Smith had the last word\n[04:15.65] \n[04:18.80] Again, he was sentenced to 28 years in prison\n[04:21.02] He 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that sound\n[01:45.24] \"Jacob just got shot\", that's what a lady screamed\n[01:48.01] Now everybody out of breath, runnin' to the scene\n[01:50.57] Seein' Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn't believe\n[01:53.11] His eyes rollin' back, his auntie tryna tell him, \"Breathe\"\n[01:55.62] Died 'fore the paramedics came, she cryin', \"Baby, please\"\n[01:58.24] Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only 17\n[02:00.84] Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just a dream\n[02:03.41] 'Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed\n[02:06.75] Fuck, man, this nigga just took my best friend\n[02:12.08] And I, I can't go for that shit, it got me fucked up\n[02:16.83] And by the way, his name was Terrence, but they called him Ced\n[02:19.76] Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads\n[02:22.16] 6'2, he good at hawkin' niggas down, he got long legs\n[02:24.89] Now he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead\n[02:27.72] They heard he caught his first body and that word spread\n[02:30.17] And he know how quick karma come around, but he wasn't scared\n[02:32.77] Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati\n[02:35.35] Now sellin' drugs and shootin' niggas, them his only hobbies\n[02:38.26] Big driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a homie\n[02:40.50] Got the lo' on the nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body\n[02:43.47] A light skinned heavy-set nigga named Rodney\n[02:45.93] Say, \"He be out the west, off the Xans, movin' real sloppy\"\n[02:51.00] Yo, what's the word?\n[02:52.97] Man, you won't believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob\n[02:55.95] It was the lil' nigga, Rodney\n[02:57.62] He be hangin' out up at the gas station on Pulaski\n[02:59.70] Tryna make some money, nigga always out his mind\n[03:02.65] Oh, yeah?\n[03:04.31] Bet, say no more\n[03:07.24] \n[03:09.57] Ced pulled up to the lo', lights off, it's like one o'clock\n[03:12.31] Grippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like 30 shots\n[03:15.26] He ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already cocked\n[03:17.38] Rodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock\n[03:20.19] Ced hopped out the car, he ready to erase\n[03:22.67] Rodney heard him comin', he gon' run before he let him fade him\n[03:25.10] It's like a demon in them cousins, eyes red while he chase him\n[03:27.93] Rodney havin' some with regrets, now he just hopin' God save him\n[03:30.71] Shots to the leg, hollow tips ate him\n[03:33.21] Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em\n[03:35.88] Ced walked up, stood over him like, \"Pussy, this for Jacob\"\n[03:38.60] Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him\n[03:41.25] Ced runnin' to his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement\n[03:43.95] He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance\n[03:46.25] Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin'\n[03:49.05] Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station\n[03:51.88] A week later, they had came 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was bad, but innocent\n  Playin' basketball with his homies, runnin' scrimmages\n  This who he cracked jokes, made a bond, and got suspended with\n  And when they saw the opps, they fist-fought to settle differences\n  'Til one day, the opps, they got tired of gettin' beat up\n  They big homies gave 'em guns like, \"Man, go and light they street up\"\n  They puttin' hoodies on, all black, loadin' heat up\n  Adrenaline pumpin', now, they can't wait until they see us\n\n  Normal day on the block, it was fun and all smiles\n  But his best friend Jacob wandered off from the crowd\n  Took a walk to the store, headphones bangin' loud\n  Then his opps bent the corner, he ain't see 'em come around\n  When he looked up at the car, that's when them shots went, \"Baow\"\n  Blood oozin' with his back on the ground\n  Vision blurry, heartbeat slowin' down\n  Blood comin' out his mouth, feel like he startin' to drown\n  Tires screechin', last thing he heard was that sound\n\n  \"Jacob just got shot\", that's what a lady screamed\n  Now everybody out of breath, runnin' to the scene\n  Seein' Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn't believe\n  His eyes rollin' back, his auntie tryna tell him, \"Breathe\"\n  Died 'fore the paramedics came, she cryin', \"Baby, please\"\n  Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only 17\n  Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just a dream\n  'Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed\n\n  Fuck, man, this nigga just took my best friend\n  And I, I can't go for that shit, it got me fucked up\n\n  And by the way, his name was Terrence, but they called him Ced\n  Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads\n  6'2, he good at hawkin' niggas down, he got long legs\n  Now he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead\n\n  They heard he caught his first body and that word spread\n  And he know how quick karma come around, but he wasn't scared\n  Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati\n  Now sellin' drugs and shootin' niggas, them his only hobbies\n  Big driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a homie\n  Got the lo' on the nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body\n  A light skinned heavy-set nigga named Rodney\n  Say, \"He be out the west, off the Xans, movin' real sloppy\"\n\n  Yo, what's the word?\n  Man, you won't believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob\n  It was the lil' nigga, Rodney\n  He be hangin' out up at the gas station on Pulaski\n  Tryna make some money, nigga always out his mind\n  Oh, yeah?\n  Bet, say no more\n\n  Ced pulled up to the lo', lights off, it's like one o'clock\n  Grippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like 30 shots\n  He ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already cocked\n  Rodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock\n  Ced hopped out the car, he ready to erase\n  Rodney heard him comin', he gon' run before he let him fade him\n  It's like a demon in them cousins, eyes red while he chase him\n  Rodney havin' some with regrets, now he just hopin' God save him\n\n  Shots to the leg, hollow tips ate him\n  Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em\n  Ced walked up, stood over him like, \"Pussy, this for Jacob\"\n  Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him\n  Ced runnin' to his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement\n  He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance\n  Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin'\n  Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station\n\n  A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house\n  Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now\n  Said, \"Fuck it, takin' it to trial\", he ain't coppin' out\n  Judge gave him 49 years, now that's a lot to count\n\n  Now, prosecutors were askin' for the judge to lock him up for up to 25 years\n  The judge gave him 28, Smith had the last word\n\n  Again, he was sentenced to 28 years in prison\n  He has 30 days, Kelly, to appeal that 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Went from NBA to tourin' dreams, and a street legend in between\n  That's when prayers made him hit his knees\n\n  See, he was born Cabrini-era back in '99\n  On Chicago North Side, where the news reportin' live\n  He can't help but rep his hood, damn near born on his block\n  And his parents had him young, they ain't really have a lot\n\n  Seen his daddy gang bangin', one day, he might take his spot\n  Five years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh\n  \"Use that bitch to protect your family\", that's what he told him\n  An empty clip, he grabbed the gun and practiced what he showed him\n  And his family hood famous, pop out, everybody know him\n  And his people stuck for him, so he won't let nobody hoe him\n  Uncle's tellin' street stories, shit intriguin' like a poem\n  Sayin' shit like he'd put it to they neck if anybody owe him\n\n  All through his childhood, he was bad, but innocent\n  Playin' basketball with his homies, runnin' scrimmages\n  This who he cracked jokes, 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to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em\n  Ced walked up, stood over him like, \"Pussy, this for Jacob\"\n  Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him\n  Ced runnin' to his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement\n  He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance\n  Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin'\n  Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station\n\n  A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house\n  Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now\n  Said, \"Fuck it, takin' it to trial\", he ain't coppin' out\n  Judge gave him 49 years, now that's a lot to count\n\n  Now, prosecutors were askin' for the judge to lock him up for up to 25 years\n  The judge gave him 28, Smith had the last word\n\n  Again, he was sentenced to 28 years in prison\n  He has 30 days, Kelly, to appeal that sentence, back to you\n"}]