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I was told 'cause I witness the whole act
In and out was the of the bozack
It was hot and and lots of pushin'
Then the nut came

And it was hell tryin' to to the ovary
With nuttin' but the Lord over me
I was white a tail
But when I the finish line, young black male

One cell made two and two made fo'
And so on so now I'm a
Then I got a that I'ma be on lockdown, for nine months

Chillin' with my mother to me
And but a stomach to hide me
From all that worry and
Nine months later, I pull and kick

'Cause my is up and I don't care
With one big push, I'm there
June 15th, it's just my
In 1969, a nigga is the

Ghetto ass nigga, you shit
And you ain't gon' never be

I learned how to walk and and all that
put me in school but it don't matter
'Cause I'm sittin' in
Learnin' 'bout a who didn't give a fuck about me

try to shape us
But I Uncle Sam is a motherfuckin' rapist
So I stopped attention
Ice Cube, headed, to detention

Fuck that shit, I roam the
I'm home and I don't got all A's
A high school
My father had beef so I to knock pops out

But I got tossed, he's the
I'm out of and mad 'cause I lost
Now on my own is a factor
So I the neighborhood jacker

Gimme your car, run your
Makin' a livin', fools
And if I let my nine out
You know, it'll make your brains out

So what's fate?
Am I the nigga you love or the one you to hate?
The answer is said, the nigga fled
I pump lead, now he's in a of red
And if you got a buck, you're shit out of
up by the motherfuckin' product

Motherfucker you to get a job
If you wanna stay in my house

young men reject the traditional values
That are important to parents
Church, and family
Have replaced by street, turf and gang

now and in paid full
Feelin' bad all the shit I pulled
On people in the day
Plus, I got a baby on the way

So I'm tryin' to go
I'm my baby's momma, out on a date
'Til the punk ass ran my plate
Now I'm on a bus

Oh, the young done caught a case
Sittin' in the mess hall, my grace

to a concrete hoe-house
Where all the go, no doubt
Yo momma, I gotta do
Livin' in a by seven

baby, your man's gettin' worn out
Of seein' young boys gettin' they torn out
And then he got shanked a spoon
And he was to get out soon

Is it my fault, he was caught in
Where a young black life nothin'
Just because I didn't to learn your grammar
You say I'm better off in the

And drivin' me batty
'Cause my boy is missin' daddy
I'm ashamed but the is
I wish let me off on the mattress

Or should I hang from the top bunk
But goin' out like a punk
My life is
But it ain't my fault I'm the motherfuckin' product

He shit