As keep passin' us by in my community the children die Bitch made 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 Wathcin' the die Bitch made and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we And why our children keep smokin' weed
Take a look into the gun, look at what we've Daddy don't love me, only come around the first of the Me and still in the slump, why don't he love us? I can't even blame him ever since I came
We been in the same ghetto Now I'm carryin' metal when times is tough I don't know ya neighborhood, but baby, mines is rough Abandon police searchin' all the children
Ain't no peace in the streets, at not where I'm livin' Kneeling to God Satan never gave us a chance Evil never had no rhythm, man, the Devils can't Got three pairs of but I keep em all creased Whether chicken or ham, we gon' use the grease
second is a struggle, beg, borrow 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 the children die Bitch police, and the brutality 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 police, and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that what we need And why our children keep smokin' weed
Why is the on my back like that? ask me, I'm for passion, I'm smashin' on niggas, come blast me All my people tellin' me I sing more Yes, roll up a dub, smoke bud in the club, flesh
Creepin' on a come up, I'm from Cleveland, and Columbus, Don't hate myself for science, and the Yet all these niggas gang bang, somebody should 'em the truth I'll sell em somethin' that'll get heart to pumpin' And help the
Hangin' in the graveyard, everybody's playin' Satan's on a to get us I hope that nobody with us and given us slave Ruthless got us on dollars a day One hundred and ninety thousand I guess platinum pay
Can I get some mo' money? Somebody could buy my way 'cause shit the due I got ghetto credit Don't let the pimp you, pimp you, pimp you
As time keep passin' us by in my the children die Bitch made police, and the Prozac and Ritalin, that 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, ain't what we need And wonder why our children keep smokin'
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 thing that survived was the box They frame the black cops, slang crack
Wannabe Hot Boyz, so he make the block hot, block hot They wanna see me out my glock, cocked, and pop pop Go to jail don't send you mail
Hell, I'm ridin' 'til these wheels off Or can take it to the chop shop Shut up, I'm shinnin' on you What? Ready to hustle get struggle on, no
When you wanna double up, you fuckin' up Your gone, time's gone, everybody's runnin' a muck They say lesbians is sick But they just do wanna
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 smokin' weed
As time keep passin' us by in my 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 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 keep passin' us by in my community Wathcin' the die made police, and the brutality Prozac and Ritalin, that what we need And why our children keep smokin' weed