When I sit Thank to How fucked up The has become It like violence, is the only things us mothafuckas know now days time I turn around Everywhere I anotha mothafucka killin' anotha mothafucka And that's some mothafuckin' fucked up shit, (Mothafuckin right) Murder follows me I go
the other day Somebody shot school up At that's what I been hearing everytime I turn the news up My momma said that there'd be shit like I never it C'mon and hit on my and reminisce Now I ask Is there a way to it stop A way to make the not pop And is it For me to live the way I need to For me to get what I to get And give all that I need to My situation's getting by the second That fool shot his whole school up Just turned (Whaaa?) And ain't no even thinkin' bout it And for that I hope that every time you you have a dream about it Up in my hood it's a warzone If somebody got a problem somebody They don't long I seem 'em every god damn day And the worst about it I don't think shit I say it So a... day of my life Is like man meets the sun I to be killin' someone I won't go 2 days fillin' some graves 'em in the sewers My underground I kill a and then hide in my trunk if they come and find me I cry like a punk I just into the camera And say I'm sorry But it's all fault You bought me Atari Murder me that I turn Psychopathic Boy, we never seem to I attract mad love Wit my black and black chucks And up I'm strictly givin' no fucks Murder's on my I don't think I'm gonna I'ma leave my lip Rikishi ass If I get I resist that dance the devil I'm on level Underneath the I'm a thang that go bump in the night And that bump be the back of your off a lead pipe (a lead pipe) I'm relaxed feelin Knowin' I'ma mothafuckin' menace to my
I take it, it down, and analyze it Manslaughter, murder one, two, can't hide it Everywhere I go somebody try and me out my pocket, and I cock it and make 'em history And I go It's the third today This how I mothafuckas Won't go I leave trails time I walk down the street Bystanders hoes and dealers out bloody Leave no And even the is paid off Ain't tryin to see you soft 16 in the One in the jello Maybe it's all in my But it seems murder follows
crazy in the ghetto Every motha day A nigga on Now I gotta a way Ta get back on my Gotta call Shank up to the crib Saw nigga get cut Blood out As the started coughin' Ain't shit a could do I walkin' (damn) Got to the Then I put the in The homie me meet me at 9 We get to Get my on Headed back on the Got to tha See anotha get shot Look like he heat from an AK Semi-auto aint no when bullets spray The young brotha took like six in the (damn) One straight shot lay the kid to rest And the little gots ta look about ten (shit) got to tell her I'ma never see her again
Everywhere we go from the to the hoods of the ghetto Where the lil' grow I used to be a lil' nigga And quick Momma insisted that they focus on my mothafuckin' All I had was my (WOOF) And my ma's it tight Tell me, "Shank do momma and do somthin' with ya life" Don't your time tryin' to be anotha useless thug Or locked up like your 'causein to sell some drugs Your the only one left in this family Anotha year Now my 53 And ain't a damn thing in my life at all Stickin' niggas for they my bank a cap tall And perhaps a mothafucka a slug in his chest He not a If he was, he woulda had a fuckin' I ain't got to consider The right to do Besides the right to do don't always pay for bills and food (echoed)