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 keep smokin'
As time passin' us by in my community Wathcin' the die Bitch made and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we And wonder why our children keep smokin'
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 in the slump, why don't he love us? I can't even him 'cause ever since I came
We been stuck in the same Now I'm carryin' heavy when times is tough I don't about ya neighborhood, but baby, mines is rough Abandon buildings police searchin' all the
Ain't no peace in the streets, at not where I'm livin' Kneeling to God 'cause Satan gave us a chance Evil never had no rhythm, man, the Devils can't 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' just try to stay out of trouble Hell, of rap music, put it on my mama And if it's be gun play, rocket launchers, grenades and AKs
As keep passin' 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 time passin' us by in my community Wathcin' the die Bitch police, and the brutality and Ritalin, that ain't what we need 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 smashin' on niggas, blast me All my people tellin' me I should more Yes, up a dub, smoke bud in the club, free flesh
on a come up, I'm from Cleveland, and Columbus, Ohio Don't myself for science, and the [unverified] Yet all these niggas gang bang, somebody should 'em the truth I'll sell em somethin' that'll get they to pumpin' And help the
Hangin' in the graveyard, playin' hard on a mission to get us I that nobody with us and given 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? Somebody buy my way 'cause shit the rent's due I got ghetto credit Don't let the industry pimp you, pimp you, you
As keep passin' us by in my community the children die Bitch made police, and the Prozac and Ritalin, that what we need And wonder why our children smokin' weed
As time keep passin' us by in my the children die Bitch made police, and the Prozac and Ritalin, ain't what we need And wonder why our keep smokin' weed
Babies born with And we pray for them they hoarding the vaccine Black helicopter on 'em, I'm gainin' on 'em Maintain the main thang on 'em, on 'em
But victim died of vain for 'em, slain Two hundred and fifty crashed in the And the only that survived was the black box They the black cops, slang crack rock
Wannabe Hot Boyz, so he gon' the block hot, block hot They see me squashed out my glock, cocked, and pop pop Go to jail don't nobody send you
Hell, I'm ridin' 'til wheels fall off Or they can 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 runnin' a They say lesbians is sick But just do wanna fuck
As time passin' us by in my community Wathcin' the die Bitch made police, and the Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't we need And why our children keep smokin' weed
As time passin' us by in my community Wathcin' the die Bitch made police, and the and Ritalin, that ain't what we need And why our children keep smokin' weed
As time keep passin' us by in my the children die Bitch police, and the brutality and Ritalin, that ain't what we need And wonder why our children keep 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 keep weed