Bloody Canvas
Polo G Lyrics

Head's burnin', wasn't told
Feeling overwhelmed and confused, no one warned me

To leave, the hood is burnin' down
The neighborhood I grew up in is in chaos and danger

Never had no help from anyone (I'm Harry, Harry Potter)
I've always had to rely on myself because no one has ever assisted me

Uh, let me tell you 'bout a young nigga, he was only fourteen
Allow me to share the story of a young man who was just fourteen years old

Don't fuck with niggas, he stay social distanced like he quarantined
He avoids associating with others and keeps his distance, isolating himself like he's in quarantine

Went from NBA to tourin' dreams and a street legend in between
He transitioned from aspiring to be in the NBA to pursuing his dreams as a rapper and becoming a respected figure in the streets

That's where prayers made him hit his knees
During tough times, he turned to prayer for guidance and strength

See, he was born Cabrini-era back in '99
He was born during the Cabrini-era in 1999

Old Chicago, Northside, where the news reportin' live
He grew up in the Northside of Chicago, a neighborhood that often made headlines on the news

He can't help but rep his hood, damn near born on his block
He takes great pride in representing his neighborhood since he practically grew up there

And his parents had him young, they ain't really have a lot
His parents were young when they had him and didn't have much in terms of material possessions

Seen his daddy gang bangin', one day, he might take his spot
He witnessed his father's involvement in gang activities, and he might continue that legacy one day

Five years old and he taught him how to aim a Glock, uh
At just five years old, his father taught him how to handle and shoot a Glock firearm

"Use that bitch to protect your family," that's what he told him
His father instructed him to use the firearm to protect their family

A empty clip, he grabbed the gun and practiced what he showed him
With an empty magazine, he held the gun and practiced the skills his father taught him

And his family hood-famous, "Pop Out," everybody know him
His family is well-known in the neighborhood due to their involvement in street activities, and the song "Pop Out" further solidifies their reputation

And his peoples tough on him so he won't let nobody ho him
His community keeps a close eye on him to ensure he doesn't allow others to disrespect or take advantage of him

Uncle's tellin' street stories, shit intriguin' like a poem
His uncles share captivating street stories that are as intriguing as poems

Sayin' shit like he'd put it to they neck if anybody owe him
They speak of confronting or harming those who owe him something

All through his childhood, he was bad but innocent
Throughout his childhood, he exhibited rebellious behavior but was still innocent in many ways

Playin' basketball with his homies, runnin' scrimmages
He played basketball with his friends, participating in practice games

That's who he cracked jokes, made a bond and got suspended with
He enjoyed telling jokes and forming strong friendships with his peers, often getting into trouble and getting suspended together

And when they saw the opps, they fist-fought to settle differences
When they encountered their rivals, they engaged in physical fights to resolve conflicts

'Til one day, the opps, they got tired of getting beat up
The rivals grew tired of constantly losing in fights to him and his friends

They big homies gave 'em guns like, "Man, go and light they street up"
The older members of the rival group provided them with guns, instructing them to cause violence in retaliation

They puttin' hoodies on, all black, loadin' heat up
They dressed in black hoodies and armed themselves with guns, preparing for an armed confrontation

Adrenalin pumpin', now they can't wait until they see us
Filled with adrenaline, they eagerly anticipate the moment they encounter him and his friends

Normal day on the block, it was fun and all smiles
The neighborhood was usually lively and enjoyable, fostering a sense of happiness

But his best friend Jacob wandered off from the crowd
His closest friend, Jacob, separated from the group

Took a walk to the store, headphones bangin' loud
Jacob went to the store while listening to music on his headphones at a high volume

Then his opps bent the corner, he ain't see 'em come around
Suddenly, his rivals appeared from the corner, catching Jacob off guard

When he looked up at the car, that's when them shots went boaw
As he glanced at the car, he was met with the sound of gunfire

Blood oozin' with his back on the ground
Blood began to flow as he collapsed to the ground

Vision blurry, heartbeat slowin' down
His vision became blurred, and his heart rate started to decrease

Blood comin' out his mouth, feel like he startin' to drown
He felt blood spilling from his mouth, giving him a suffocating sensation like he was drowning

Tires screechin', last thing he heard was that sound
The sound of screeching tires lingered in his ears as his surroundings faded away

"Jacob just got shot," that's what a lady scream
A woman yelled out that Jacob had been shot

Now everybody out of breath, running to the scene
Everyone rushed to the location, out of breath and filled with panic

Seein' Jacob on the floor, that was some shit they couldn't believe
Witnessing Jacob lying on the ground was shocking and surreal for them

His eyes rolling back, his auntie tryna tell him, "Breathe"
Jacob's eyes rolled back, and his aunt desperately urged him to keep breathing

Died 'fore the paramedics came, she cryin', "Baby, please"
Sadly, Jacob passed away before the paramedics arrived, leaving his aunt pleading and crying for him to live

Ain't even get to graduate 'cause he was only seventeen
Jacob didn't live to see his high school graduation because he was only seventeen years old

Shorty cried all night, wishin' that shit was just a dream
The young people mourned all night, desperately hoping that the tragic event was just a terrible nightmare

'Til that pain turned into anger, time to make a nigga bleed
Eventually, their pain transformed into anger, motivating them to seek revenge and inflict harm upon their rivals

Fuck, man
Expressing frustration and distress

This nigga just took my best friend
This person just killed my closest friend

And I, I can't go for that shit
I refuse to tolerate such an act

It got me fucked up
It has left me feeling deeply disturbed and enraged

And by the way, his name was Terrence but they called him Ced
By the way, he was known as Terrence, but his nickname was Ced

Dark skin, he wore a mean mug with some long dreads
He had dark skin and sported a fierce expression along with long dreadlocks

Six-two, he good at hawkin' niggas down, he got long legs
He was six feet two inches tall and skilled at catching and pursuing people, thanks to his long legs

Now he'll go and kill anybody that he want dead
He now possesses the desire and capability to kill anyone he wants to see dead

They heard he caught his first body, and that word spread
News spread that he had committed his first murder

And he know how quick karma come around but he wasn't scared
He was aware of the swift consequences that karma can bring, but he wasn't afraid

Sacrificed his soul in them streets like Illuminati
He willingly devoted himself to the dangerous life of the streets, similar to a pact with the powerful secret society known as the Illuminati

Now sellin' drugs and shootin' niggas, them his only hobbies
His only interests and activities now involve selling drugs and shooting people

Big driller now, he the one to call and go and catch a homi'
He has gained notoriety as a skilled gunman, becoming the go-to person for executing murders

Got the lo' on a nigga who killed his dawg, he want his second body
He gathered information about a person who killed his close friend and seeks to take their life as his second murder

A light skin, heavy-set nigga named Rodney?
The target is described as a light-skinned, overweight man named Rodney

Say, "He be out West, off the Xans, movin' real sloppy"
It is said that Rodney can be found in the Western part of town, frequently under the influence of Xanax, and behaving recklessly

Yo, what's the word?
Hey, what's the latest information?

Man, you won't believe who I found out the nigga who killed Jacob
I discovered the identity of the person who killed Jacob, and you won't believe it

It was the lil' nigga Rodney
Surprisingly, it was the young man named Rodney

He be hangin' out up at the gas station
He often spends time at the gas station

On Pulaski tryna make some money, nigga always out his mind
He can be found on Pulaski Avenue, attempting to earn money and often behaving irrationally

Oh, yeah? Bet, say no more
Oh, really? Okay, I understand. Let's proceed without hesitation

Ced pulled up to the lo', lights off, it's like one o'clock
Ced arrived at the location with his car's lights turned off, and it was around one o'clock at night

Grippin' on the silver Smith & Wesson with like thirty shots
He tightly held a silver Smith & Wesson firearm loaded with approximately thirty rounds

He ain't gotta put one in the head, it's already cocked
He didn't have to manually ready the firearm because it was already prepared and ready to fire

Rodney got his back turned, he tryna sell his last rock
Rodney had his back turned, focusing on selling the last portion of drugs he had

Ced hopped out the car, he ready to erase him
Ced quickly exited his car, fully prepared to eliminate Rodney

Rodney heard him comin', he gon' run before he let him bang him
Rodney became aware of Ced approaching, and he intended to flee before Ced could shoot him

It's like a demon in them cousins, eyes red while he chasin'
Ced was consumed by a demonic rage, his eyes filled with anger as he pursued Rodney

Rodney havin' some with regrets, now he just hopin' God save him
Regret filled Rodney's mind as he desperately hoped for divine intervention and salvation

Shots to the leg, hollow tips ate him
Ced fired shots at Rodney's legs, causing him to be struck by hollow-point bullets

Fell to the ground like his shoes, he ain't lace 'em
Rodney collapsed to the ground, much like his shoelaces that hadn't been properly tied

Ced walked up, stood over him like, "Pussy, this for Jacob"
Approaching Rodney, Ced stood tall over him and declared, "You coward, this is for Jacob"

Gave him for shots to the stomach, then he faced him
Ced fired four shots into Rodney's stomach, making sure to confront him directly

Ced went into his car, Rodney bleedin' on the pavement
Ced returned to his car as Rodney bled profusely on the ground

He had untied his hoodie and they seen that on surveillance
During the incident, Ced had loosened his hoodie, and this was captured on surveillance cameras

Tryna match him to the footage, the police investigatin'
The police were attempting to identify Ced by comparing his appearance to the surveillance footage

Plus they have his picture on the wall at the station
Additionally, the police had Ced's picture displayed on their wall at the police station

A week later, they had came and grabbed him from his mama house
A week later, the police came to his mother's house and arrested him

Couldn't afford a lawyer in the county, fightin' drama now
Unable to afford legal representation in the county, he now faced legal battles and drama alone

Ced fuckin' takin' it to trial, he ain't coppin' out
Ced decided to proceed with a trial instead of accepting a plea deal

Judge gave him forty-nine years, now that's a lot to count
The judge sentenced him to forty-nine years in prison, which is a significant amount of time

Now, prosecutors were asking for the judge to lock him up
The prosecutors requested that the judge imprison him

For up to twenty-five years
They sought a sentence of up to twenty-five years

The judge gave him twenty-eight
The judge ultimately sentenced him to twenty-eight years

Smith had the last word
Smith (referring to the judge) had the final say in the matter

Again, he was sentenced to twenty-eight years in prison
Once again, he received a twenty-eight-year prison sentence

He has thirty days, Kelly, to appeal that sentence, back to you
He has a thirty-day period to appeal the sentence, Kelly, over to you