(Master P) -Like said, only God can judge me -But I think only black Jesus can me
1 (Kane)
Six in the morning and I see the Wish I died in my didn't want to open my eyes To see this so fucked up for me And my family, worked so hard but can a decent salary, bills keep whooping a nigga ass Spent my whole check trying to dress class I found myself having to weed just to chill my parents got killed and I ain't cried still All my niggas getting shot, peoples mama's rock And who the hell can stop these fucked up They like to overseaers and we like the bitches Offer pussy to a nigga even though they got You jumping in that pussy you diving in the grave White man build the and the niggas come through Like the giving out free barbeque a nigga up for life and say fuck you Most of ya'll ain't it pass the 12th grade That's why you making minimum or slanging rocks for chump change Alot of people for the right to vote We don't use white devils taking nigga land and it On top of I think my uncle on crack My boy Shaun took a slug in his back From another now he in the coma trying to make it back on come on My old think she pregnant I ain't got no cash for her She probably fucking another nigga I put it past her My mind got me like John Doe ass niggas trying to play me like a hoe And now I'm rolling round sucking on a dick Bout to the trigger end it cause I'm tired of this bullshit Know what I'm saying men don't cry But the ghetto got me wheeping like a bitch I'm die on my knees
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Jesus tell me why this world so fucked up Allah, me why this world so fucked up Black Jesus tell me why this so fucked up for me For me a
2 (Abel)
They say that I was dealt some bad in this game of life But before I take my I'm gone leave with them stripes Sending dime of weed, toting nines til nose bleeds My nerve so bad I had to pop one of b's I had to strap my hat or catch this double mint disease See the in a crack pipe pointing at me I seen a nigga shaking lke he caught the holy ghost But he really a gram of heroin for 80 bones I got stones, if you take a hit you can't resist Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on shit Do you if you live or die, really I don't know But if there's hell below I think we all go
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3 (Master P)
Tell me is this heaven, is hell I ain't LL, but all I is funeral bells The ghetto's to kill me, a born loser A born hustler my uncle's a drug I'm the projects or should I say the 3rd Ward Where fools into and fiends walk like androids Hooked up with the twins or I say Kane & Abel Trying to keep change in my pockets, some food on my table
4 (Silkk)
You know P your right Cause Silkk was on the like last night Niggaz doing anything selling drugs to sell mugs smoking that glass I'm from a messed up city where niggas don't long they out-live they kids Rest in to my homie they like split his wig Now who won't walk that mile to they death Imaging taking a deep (inhales) was your last breath Just your mom was prostituting your mom was smoking Imagine your eyes don't imagine your eyes don't open I be like trying to the world and stay TRU too much drama in my hood, gotta stay cool
5 (Master P)
As I lay me to sleep Black Jesus if you real, me out this ghetto g its crazy its wicked I got niggaz on every trying to get a meal, ticket They killing they kids in 3 inch girdles And life is just Pac Man Niggaz up niggas but who gone be the next man To lose his shoes, I lose his life Who gone twice, dying in this ghetto life in the White House, politicians run the country But where I'm from in the its bout drug money Ice slanging Niggas red and blue everybody's hanging bout it, little kids get rowdy But will I it out this ghetto, I doubt it
(Kane & talking)
I think the devil trying to get me to my soul He keep on walking with me, he on talking with me I the devil's trying to get me to sell my soul He trying to me with the bitches and money
Black Jesus jesus if you feel me save me and my ghetto people