Shakespearean Hood

Two households, both alike in dignity

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;

Whose misadventured piteous overthrows

Do with their death engraved their parents' strife.

Two blocks, both alike in dignity

In fair Toronto, where we lay our scene,

From ancient beef break to new mutiny,

where Crips and Bloods make city hands unclean

From the bad blood of these two foes

A pair of star-cross'd brother take their life;

Whose undeserving mishap overthrows

Do with their death engraved their hoods strife.

Once upon a time

Back in the hood 4 men got glocked

But three of them are dead

The last man standing watched as there blood spread

Matching the colour of the bandana on his head

Back in those days my daddy use to say

Romeo and Juliet ain’t a game you wanna play

You got the montagues and capulets who seem to hate each other

They wound up killing off one or the other

Blood for blood that always seem to be there way

Hunting each other like wild animals, it's always the same game

Benvolio Benvolio go get Romeo

for that to happen Tybalt must popp mercutio

If Tybalt hunted Romeo and Romeo killed Tybalt

I wonder what history this is teachin'

From the east to the west and the north to the south

You're always going to hear just about the same sound

Y'all can wail all you want but it ain’t gonna change

Bang bang

There goes another brother

Bang bang

That would have to been your father, mother, sister, or brother

think this is a stage where you can just play many parts

step off there ain’t no redo’s or start overs

You only live life once and that’s about it

quick to quarrel in the cannon's mouth

Y'all think your fly and sweet just because you got a pistol in the back,

mistresses to your sides and a dark ride around the bendz

Let me tell you something

I know men who fought in more scarier battles

Then the little trifles y'all call a gang war

men who would give just about anything just to see their families

What the fuck are you doing

Striking fear in the little ones

Making them your slaves

Beating the fuck out the older one

Putting them in their graves

putting down anyone that crosses your gaze

make a bet let it set

guess who killed Juliet

let it flow let it blow

pull the trigger on that ammo

let it rain let it thunder

bury a Capulet

six feet under

when they die show no pity

bring their soul to red blood city

can't stop, won't stop

fighting all day

till one flag raising

And thy other gone down blazing

You ain’t no Montague and you ain’t no Capulet

You’ll never kill like Romeo or die like Juliet

Doubt thou that stars are fire

doubt thou that the sun doth move

doubt truth to be a liar

but never doubt they don't got guts to shoot

oh never say that they lack of heart

Though lacking seem'd there flame to unify

a street by any other name would besiege all kinds of blood

as easy it may seem for them to depart

in Toronto soul doth lie there home

Two households, both alike in dignity

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,

From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes

A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;

Whose misadventured piteous overthrows

Do with their death engraved their parents' strife.

Two blocks, both alike in dignity

In fair Toronto, where we lay our scene,

From ancient beef break to new mutiny,

where Crips and Bloods make city hands unclean

From the bad blood of these two foes

A pair of star-cross'd brother take their life;

Whose deserving mishap overthrows

Do with their death engraved their hoods strife.