As time passin' us by in my community Wathcin' the die made police and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we And wonder why our keep smokin' weed
As time keep us by in my community Wathcin' the die Bitch police and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't we need And wonder why our children smokin' weed
Take a look into the gun, at what we've become Daddy don't love me, come around the first of the month Me and mommy still in the slump, why don't he us? I can't even blame him 'cause since I came
We been stuck in the ghetto Now I'm carryin' heavy metal when is tough I don't know about ya neighborhood, but baby, is rough Abandon buildings police searchin' all the
Ain't no peace in the streets, at least not where I'm Kneeling to God 'cause Satan gave us a chance never had no rhythm, man, the Devils can't dance Got three pairs of pants but I em all creased Whether or ham, we gon' use the same grease
second is a struggle, beg, borrow or hustle Yeah, scufflin' money just try to out of trouble Hell, rebel of rap music, put it on my And if it's be gun play, rocket launchers, grenades and AKs
As time passin' us by in my community the children die Bitch police, and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we And wonder why our children keep weed
As time keep us by in my community the children die Bitch police, and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we And why our children keep smokin' weed
Why is the broad on my back like Don't ask me, I'm for passion, I'm on niggas, come blast me All my tellin' me I should sing more Yes, roll up a dub, bud in the club, free flesh
Creepin' on a up, I'm from Cleveland, and Columbus, Ohio Don't myself for science, and the [unverified] Yet all these niggas gang bang, somebody tell 'em the truth I'll em somethin' that'll get they heart to pumpin' And the youth
in the graveyard, everybody's playin' hard Satan's on a to get us I hope that with us and given us slave ways Ruthless got us on fifty a day One hundred and ninety thousand I platinum don't pay
Can I get some mo' money? Somebody could buy my way 'cause the rent's due I got ghetto credit Don't let the industry pimp you, pimp you, you
As time passin' us by in my community the children die Bitch police, and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that what we need And wonder why our children keep weed
As time keep us by in my community the children die Bitch made police, and the Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we And wonder why our children keep weed
Babies with AIDS And we pray for them they hoarding the vaccine Black helicopter rain on 'em, I'm on 'em the main thang on 'em, shame on 'em
But another victim of vain for 'em, slain Two hundred and fifty in the plane And the only that survived was the black box They the black cops, slang crack rock
Wannabe Hot Boyz, so he gon' make the hot, block hot wanna see me squashed out my glock, cocked, and pop pop Go to jail don't nobody you mail
Hell, I'm ridin' 'til these fall off Or they can it to the chop shop Shut up, I'm shinnin' on you Ready to hustle get your struggle on, no
When you wanna double up, you fuckin' up Your gone, time's gone, everybody's runnin' a muck They say that is sick But just do wanna fuck
As time keep passin' us by in my the children die Bitch made police, and the and Ritalin, that ain't what we need And wonder why our children smokin' weed
As time passin' us by in my community Wathcin' the die Bitch made police, and the Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we And why our children keep smokin' weed
As time keep us by in my community the children die Bitch police, and the brutality and Ritalin, that ain't what we need And wonder why our children keep weed
As time passin' us by in my community the children die Bitch made police, and the Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't we need And wonder why our children smokin' weed