When I sit to myself How fucked up The has become It seem violence, is the only things us mothafuckas know now days Every time I around I look It's anotha killin' anotha mothafucka And that's mothafuckin' fucked up shit, mothafucka (Mothafuckin right) Murder follows me I go
the other day Somebody shot school up At least that's I been hearing everytime I turn the news up My momma said that there'd be like this I seen it C'mon and hit on my and reminisce Now I ask Is there a way to make it A way to the gats not pop And is it For me to the way I need to live For me to get what I to get And give all I need to give My situation's getting by the second That fool that his whole school up Just turned (Whaaa?) And ain't no even thinkin' bout it And for that I hope that every time you sleep you have a about it Up in my hood it's like a If somebody got a with somebody They last long I 'em dyin' every god damn day And the worst about it I think it's 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 without some graves Drag 'em in the My underground I kill a bitch and hide in my trunk Except if they come and me I cry like a punk I just look into the And say I'm sorry But it's all fault You never bought me follows me Everywhere that I Psychopathic Boy, we never to learn I attract mad love Wit my trucks and black chucks And up I'm strictly givin' no fucks Murder's on my I don't think I'm last I'ma my lip fatter Than ass If I get I can't that dance With the I'm on another the gravel I'm just a thang that go in the night And bump be the back of your head off a lead pipe (a lead pipe) I'm feelin good 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 Pistol out my pocket, and I cock it and 'em history And I go the third body today This how I killin' Won't go I leave trails every time I walk down the Bystanders hoes and dealers out bloody Leave no And even the cops is off Ain't tryin to see Makes you 16 in the One in the jello Maybe all in my brain But it seems murder follows
Shit's crazy in the Every motha day A nigga on Now I gotta a way Ta get back on my Gotta Lil' Shank up to the crib Saw get throat cut Blood out As the started coughin' Ain't a nigga 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 on the block Got to tha See sucka get shot Look like he caught from an AK aint no escape when bullets spray The young took like six in the chest (damn) One straight shot lay the little kid to And the little gots ta look about ten (shit) Somebody got to tell her I'ma never see her
Everywhere we go from the suburbs to the of the ghetto the lil' niggas grow I to be a lil' nigga myself And quick Momma insisted that they focus on my mothafuckin' All I had was my (WOOF) And my ma's it tight me, "Shank do momma proud and do somthin' with ya life" Don't waste your time to be anotha useless thug Or locked up like your tryin' to sell some drugs Your the only one left in this tree Anotha year Now my 53 And ain't a thing changed in my life at all Stickin' for they paper my bank a cap tall And perhaps a mothafucka catch a in his chest He not a If he was, he woulda had a vest I ain't got to consider The right to do Besides the right thing to do don't always pay for and food (echoed)