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