Simpty is for them simp ass Talkin' lot, 'til I spray [Incomprehensible] niggaz Whenever talklin' shit, I rip 'em And niggaz know I come equip when I them
Thangs change, everything has
You say how can I make these dirty Number one albums, back to If it was 1950, do you I'd sell, no probably throw me straight to jail
I tell you life ain't what it used to be you and me, exclusively Everybody's changed, were our minds The government won't help they refuse to find
A solution to the of the inner streets It's a what our kids are beginning to be teenagers, young gun slangers There ain't no love, there nothin' but anger
We don't go to and can't pray in school Listen real close to I'm sayin' fool I know kids who went to school Now they all grown up, to kill each other
in the playground is where it goes down But in the days, we rode the merry go round And some little kid might me tonight And I always used to what the future be like
Curse words on the TV and You wanna see sex, it on HBO Late at night, you see women women Sex sale, that's why I keep
I grew up in the 70s', like Crooklyn But I was in not Brooklyn I could tell the whole was going crazy But it really happen 'til the 80s'
With free basin' and smokin' A people learned not to joke with that Streets flooded, with homeless Whole families, gone up in smoke
We're all related to a head Sometimes I wake up in the mornin' and wanna go to bed Layin' there thinkin' 'bout About the way life
How women used to like to wear clothes Now they curse men and dress like hoe's You supposed to be a virgin 'til you But teenage girls find it to carry a baby
Babies babies like me always disrespectin' ladies Wonder why it's like that, so do I But I just turn my back and I go get high
'Cause I get paid real to talk bad about a bitch And you bought it, so be mad I got rich Ask your grandparents, is the same Man change
changed, everything has changed Thangs
There used to be a time old folks were respected Kids back was never accepted Get spanked and your mouth got washed out soap But nowadays will curse out old folks
Then you tell me I to be a role model And get babies off the 40ounce bottles But I'm not the one who alcohol legal Liquor stores on every corner why we go
Buy and go get drunk Don't support our kids, like no punks And then they up to be hardcore criminals Shoot 'em up, slang always pimpin' hoe's
I know its that don't believe I'm sayin' on the mic right So baby, D won't you them what it's like
It's kinda comin' up as a youngster I gotta deal with the roof that I'm Even my moms got it hard My daddy passed away, now I'm stuck without a
But times have bro I never seen Santa Claus comin' through the ghetto But you know I always see I always see the white man the black man back G
And I even get in trouble for it And I don't see forward Always tryin' to the black man to death Punk police tryna hide your badge
Always tryin' arrest All we gotta do is him with the Billy club I come, I comin' with my gun I'm in the head police now what
I you life is too short for it to be like that We be leaders, can't follow the pack With all them fiends in the smokin' crack What you life is what it gives you back
money in the ghetto ain't nothin' new But when you make the gotta know what to do Buy you a business or buy you a Just so the police wipe you out
I it in the streets, they say you the man So try to help your brothers and lend a helpin' Now what we do
We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody John Gotti I said we came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody John Gotti Now run up and get gun up the slack I'm blackjack like the casino when I mack slap
What you wanna like Al Pacino with this Type of style with the lyricist this funk of [Incomprehensible] and the I drop know I come down and show me [Incomprehensible]
I don't care, from the front or the rear Word to mother I'm bout to smother and smear It's that master all I Chain that I from the others is irrelevant
For you motherfucker just up to the M I C I'm down with Shorty, Ant Banks and G It's Malik and I freak obsolete My technique motherfucker I flow over beats
Like water, dick in yo daughter And my nuts up in her when she suckin' on my balls Yiggy y'all best to ask somebody 'Cause I'm shootin' motherfuckers with the shotty
It's motherfuckin' master blaster It's, mister, mister, ghetto, bastard