Polo G - Bloody Canvas Lyrics

Polo G - Bloody Canvas


Head’s burnin’, wasn’t told

To leave, the world is burning down

Never had no help from anyone (I’m Harry, Harry Potter)

[Verse 1]

Uh, let me tell you ’bout a young nigga, he was only fourteen

Don’t fuck with niggas, he stay social distanced like he quarantined

Went from NBA to torn dreams

And a street legend in between

That’s when prayers made him hit his knees

See, he was born Cabrini-era back in ’99

On Chicago North Side, where the news reportin’ live

He can’t help but rep his hood, damn near born on his block

And his parents had him young, they ain’t really have a lot

Seen his daddy gang bangin’, one day, he might take his spot

Five years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh

“Use that bitch to protect your family,” that’s what he told him

A empty clip, he grabbed the gun and practiced what he showed him

And his family hood famous, pop out, everybody know him

And his people stuck for him so he won’t let nobody ho him

Uncle’s tellin’ street stories, shit intriguin’ like a poem

Sayin’ shit like he’d put it to they neck if anybody owe him

All through his childhood, he was bad, but innocent

Playin’ basketball with his homies, runnin’ scrimmages

This who he cracked jokes, made a bond, and got suspended with

And when they saw the opps, they fist-fought to settle differences

‘Til one day, the opps, they got tired of gettin’ beat up

They big homies gave ’em guns like, “Man, go and light they street up”

They puttin’ hoodies on, all black, loadin’ heat up

Adrenaline pumpin’, now, they can’t wait until they see us

Normal day on the block, it was fun and all smiles

But his best friend Jacob wandered off from the crowd

Took a walk to the store, headphones bangin’ loud

Then his opps bent the corner, he ain’t see ’em come around

When he looked up at the car, that’s when them shots went, “Baow”

Blood oozin’ with his back on the ground

Vision blurry, heartbeat slowin’ down

Blood comin’ out his mouth, feel like he startin’ to drown

Tires screechin’, last thing he heard was that sound

“Jacob just got shot,” that’s what a lady screamed

Now everybody out of breath, runnin’ to the scene

Seein’ Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn’t believe

His eyes rolling back, his auntie trying to tell him, “Breathe”

Died ‘fore the paramedics came, she cryin’, “Baby, please”

Ain’t even get to graduate ’cause he was only seventeen

Shorty cried all night, wishin’ that shit was just a dream

‘Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed


Fuck, man

This nigga just took my best friend

And I, I can’t go for that shit

It got me fucked up

[Verse 2]

And by the way, his name was Terrence, but they called him Sed

Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads

Six-two, he good at hawkin’ niggas down, he got long legs

Now he’ll go and kill anybody that he want dead

They heard he caught his first body and that word spread

And he know how quick karma come around, but he wasn’t scared

Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati

Now sellin’ drugs and shootin’ niggas, them his only hobbies

Big driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a homi’

Got the lo’ on the nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body

A lightskinned heavy-set nigga named Rodney

Say, “He be out the west, off the Xans, movin’ real sloppy”


Yo, what’s the word?

Man, you won’t believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob

It was the lil’ nigga, Rodney

He be hangin’ out up at the gas station on Pulaski, trying to make some money, nigga always out his mind

Oh, yeah?

Bet, say no more

[Verse 3]

Sed pulled up to the lo’, lights off, it’s like one o’clock

Grippin’ on the silver Smith & Wesson with like thirty shots

He ain’t gotta put one in the head, it’s already cocked

Rodney got his back turned, he trying to sell his last rock

Sed hopped out the car, he ready to erase him

Rodney heard him comin’, he gon’ run before he let him fade him

It’s like a demon in him ’cause his eyes red while he chase him

Rodney havin’ some with regrets, now he just hopin’ God save him

Shots to the leg, hollow tips ate him

Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain’t lace ’em

Sed walked up, stood over him like, “Pussy, this for Jacob”

Gave him four shots to the stomach, then he faced him

Sed runnin’ to his car, Rodney bleedin’ on the pavement

He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance

Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin’

Plus they had his picture on the wall at the station

A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house

Couldn’t afford a lawyer in the county, fighting drama now

Said, “Fuck it, takin’ it to trial”, he ain’t coppin’ out

Judge gave him forty-nine years, now that’s a lot to count


Now, prosecutors were asking for the judge to lock him up for up to twenty-five years

The judge gave him twenty-eight

Smith had the last word

Again, he was sentenced to twenty-eight years in prison

He has thirty days, Kelly, to appeal that sentence, back to you

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