(narration) "The number of educational assistants that will be back in September has gone down and that has some parents worried that students be getting the attention they need" "We're going to the notes from yesterday...." "Thirteen year old Sharell Reeds says she likes her 8th grade History teacher Mr. Midding but isn't sure how long he'll be around. Mr. is the 10th person to teach this class since school started in September. Ten teachers in six months. Many of them weren't there long enough to learn the children's names." "We don't have to go in a rent shit, we got our own housing, we got our own cars, we got our own hoes, we got our own clothes. You know, that's simple...new car new house..kids get to go to school, private school for courtesy of the mob"
One What's wrong Black America we teach our to want a big ole cars big ole rims, stereo they fall a stereotype that nigga ball but read or write know right from wrong but get on (whoop) black house be a mama, no damn daddy, barely the lights on make forty as a school teacher fuck wishing upon a they they get hit with a bill for a mill you trippin' my teachin' kids, I think you should pay 'em mo Cause them crack got big bank roll What I tell my be a President like Obama or to be a DJ, like Packin' they Don the money only thing that sense I'm my models was Tupac, P and Papa yes as I lay me down to I pray the my soul to keep if I should die before i I'ma leave my nigga my extra I'ma the homie my extra drugs and all the phone numbers to all the should I go to school or should I sell life in Black America
(narration) "I don't know...we don't count what we spend, but we know we spend a lot. you know what I mean..so we gonna count this money. If it ain't Benjamin or Franklin or Benjamin Franklin...we paid.... I carry that" don't' go broke too ya dig you know that don't' go too quick Next month motherfucker gonna be cryin, need to pay my rent, you just had six thousand dollars" (street is cutthroat)
2 Street life is cut If you a real nigga, sell You go to school, you dropout and if you up, you get knocked out Priority? Nigga that? buy my baby some Baby Jordans Fuck paying bills, this important I'm all day with my niggas, smoking On section eight? worry, things gonna be straight in a hurry I'ma rob steal, kill a I drink all day cause my blurry The funny thing when my nigga come home from the we all but a nigga come home with a four year degree we don't give a cause that fake and that's real My nigga, look at we teach our kids Rims, jewelry, rims, jewelry, rims, My nigga, look at we teach our youth Gold chain, kill a nigga, chain, damn I remember when my favorite rapper school nigga, bang with me fuck a job nigga, bang me jail nigga, bang with me That's in Black America That's life in America That's life in America That's life in America in Black America
(narration) "I my city, I love my niggas no matter how gritty you is" "Just see getting shot and was more for my ego, that was more for my image, I could, now I could walk around like Superman" "They show off scars the way war veterans display Purple Hearts" "I'm used to this gang shit.. I'm used to this street shit" "These niggas hoods ain't dangerous mine" "Gang members like Little J and his crew smoke every day" "Grade A Kush...we smoke so much of this it should be against the law" "He'll end up or in prison"
3 Dead, in jail or alive come on my nigga showtime Fuck them on the other side of town better grab that cause it's go time No rappers, actors or ball we a or real niggas trying to ball, player Flaunt that shit my hood my nigga, they come in and take it all player no player right now hey, a nigga make my day Fuck 401k, that don't mean my roll around deep with an Ak all day watch out for them sharks, cause they be swimming Cops come round motherfucka every time real nigga like me start winnin' They don't care if I'm killin', they care if I'm shippin' They care if I'm killin' as it's another black man with another man I could shoot the nigga and keep dippin' Genocide and is we shoot til there's no one left sad that we gotta another black man for some cred and some hood respect
My favorite rapper fuck school nigga, with me fuck a job nigga, bang me fuck jail nigga, with me That's life in America That's life in Black That's life in America That's in Black America in Black America crack dealer got big roll, my teacher, got no roll look at we teach our kids rims, jewelry, rims, jewelry, rims,
(narration) "it's was my little brother, it was the other half of my heart and he gone now"