Ahhhhhhh yesss, Tell me you, about to make a decision? Was it, one of... THOSE Ya know, when ya, decide, between what's good, for you, and good, for the struggle Well before you sellout, The Coup to tell you a lil' story E-Roc, it
Pressure, is gettin to my See, I need some food for my little tummy Pulled up a chair just to think about my have a job, cause jackin is the occupation FUCK THE SYSTEM, you know that it's all I got my gauge, yeah now my on Checked on my baby, good he was sound money was my thoughts as I began to creep down the the corner sto', was on my mind Freeze! with the sounds of clips was in my I turned around but befo' I could my trigger in ass, on the ground, laid another nigga I was trippin, labelled as a dummy But can you blame me, I did it for da
M-O-N, (repeat 2X) Broke as a; as a sucka! (repeat all 4X)
Back on the streets I thought I wouldn't So I'm bustin my ass on this to five Flippin patties all day when the is hot Gettin paid peanuts, in the burger Now everybody wants to know the deal, is this real can I feed my family off of a Meal? I had to stop this shit ain't for E-Roc I threw down my card and started slangin rocks For a brother dis is some'in you beat My cash is flowin, now I'm bringin home the I'm feelin good crack to a fiend Don't give a fuck about his luck, ya what I mean? trip, but they don't understand that a devil's land, ain't no black foe a man Now a shame, but who's to blame? I got a baby a life and no future to gain, yeah the money
I the time when I was six The American Dream was everybody gets, But yo, a fact for all to Four hundred years has passed, and we po' He my Uncle, but Sam know what he's talkin about If you wanna get paid, your people out But not me I'd rather do a in my rhyme; is it better for a black man to do time? To the red white and I don't give a fuck Because I and die, just to make a buck So I'm mother-fucker rob his daddy, and threw his ass in the gutter And I'm fool that sold his kids at school But Jack's an So I'ma do I do, cause he's makin all the motherfuckin... shots*
I believe.. truthfully, we all gonna die So, die for yourself or die hustlin for of your people The is yours, choose your fate You can get this, or you can get with that We out