Aiyyo the shot Cornbread in the street And they just killed over a beef
Ah man, I'm just a brother intentions are good Oh lord, please let me be misunderstood I gotta 10 fifty-fo' under the Several stages of lifespan, if I would be a dope when it's not a matter Modern contemporary man still hunt and gather They glamour, the priceless prize 'em a torch and they put the fire to your eyes Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they pull card Throw a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a the bar, I pass it with the right scholastics They it plastic, that's why they couldn't grasp it I knew that you would fail me Once shame on me twice you shouldn't have to me And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away that I just playin that, that's that bullshit!
Jardine and the kids to make ends meet Half and do dirty as some God damn thiefs
Yo - hold your head up, you got your life left Make the right step and sing the wrong song somebody your own damn size You dead wrong, thinkin you won't yo' demise baby here, gon' grow up to be a king I know how you seein things, but that's a fact It'll be my dead body if I let you put a monkey on his back Shit ain't changed, it's just the The voices in head sayin do what you don't gotta do They scared of themselves which means they scared of me And them the same, punk-ass fools shot at you The lord giveth and he away God that I can live to see another day And if I had it my way I'd you all by the neck Have some respect, I'll and protect
Aiyyo the police short in the street And just killed Cochise over a beef
And if my could see you now They'll take your head, you probably wouldn't even bow You humble, you mumble jumble Your tower of so-called power'll You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's I need start, cause if I knew then what I now, it'll be wild Booyaka! Booyaka! put you in the ground A peaceful man ain't got no here I guess you see 'em all die with the lambs I face fear everyday 'til the space is Then I fight 'em like a man cause it's I am Somebody told me the road to is lonely but I swear I goin on my own I'm my sisters, my families, my homies Now I'm about to take this mother(fucker)
the police short Cornbread in the street And they killed Cochise over a beef Jardine and the kids to make ends meet Half dead and do dirty as some God damn