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 smokin'
As time keep us by in my community Wathcin' the die made police and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't we need And wonder why our children smokin' weed
Take a into the gun, look at what we've 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 him 'cause ever since I came
We stuck in the same ghetto Now I'm carryin' heavy metal when times is I don't know ya neighborhood, but baby, mines is rough buildings police searchin' all the children
Ain't no peace in the streets, at least not I'm livin' to God 'cause Satan never gave us a chance Evil 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
Each second is a struggle, beg, or hustle Yeah, scufflin' money just try to out of trouble Hell, of rap music, put it on my mama And if it's gonna be gun play, launchers, grenades and AKs
As time keep us by in my community Wathcin' the die Bitch police, and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we And wonder why our children smokin' weed
As keep passin' us by in my community the children die Bitch made police, and the and Ritalin, that ain't what we need And wonder why our children keep weed
Why is the broad on my back 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, up a dub, smoke bud in the club, free flesh
Creepin' on a come up, I'm from Cleveland, and Columbus, Don't myself for science, and the [unverified] Yet all these niggas gang bang, somebody should tell 'em the I'll sell em somethin' that'll get heart to pumpin' And the youth
Hangin' in the graveyard, playin' hard on a mission to get us I hope that nobody with us and us slave ways Ruthless got us on dollars a day One hundred and thousand I guess platinum don't pay
Can I get some mo' money? could buy my way 'cause shit the rent's due Glad I got ghetto Don't let the pimp you, pimp you, pimp you
As time keep 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
As keep passin' us by in my community the children die Bitch police, and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't we need And wonder why our children smokin' weed
Babies born AIDS And we pray for them boys they hoarding the Black rain on 'em, I'm gainin' on 'em Maintain the thang on 'em, shame on 'em
But victim died of vain for 'em, slain Two hundred and fifty in the plane And the thing that survived was the black box They frame the black cops, crack rock
Wannabe Hot Boyz, so he gon' make the block hot, hot They see me squashed out my glock, cocked, and pop pop Go to don't nobody send you mail
Hell, I'm ridin' 'til wheels fall off Or they can take it to the chop up, I'm shinnin' on you bustas What? Ready to hustle get your on, no
When you wanna double up, you keep up Your gone, time's gone, everybody's runnin' a muck say that lesbians is sick But they just do fuck
As time keep us by in my community Wathcin' the die Bitch made police, and the Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't we need And wonder why our children keep smokin'
As keep 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 keep smokin'
As time keep passin' us by in my the children die Bitch police, and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, ain't what we need And wonder why our children keep weed
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 weed