Simpty is for them simp ass lot, 'til I spray dumpin' [Incomprehensible] niggaz Whenever shit, I straight rip 'em And niggaz I come equip when I whip them
Thangs change, has changed
You say how can I make dirty raps Number one albums, to back If it was 1950, do you I'd sell, no They probably me straight to jail
I tell you life just ain't it used to be Between you and me, changed, were losing our minds The government won't 'cause they refuse to find
A solution to the problems of the streets It's a shame our kids are beginning to be Pregnant teenagers, young gun There no love, there ain't nothin' but anger
We go to church and can't pray in school real close to what I'm sayin' fool I kids who went to school together Now they all grown up, tryin' to each other
Shootouts in the playground is it goes down But back in the days, we rode the merry go And little kid might shoot me tonight And I always used to what the future be like
Curse on the TV and radio You see sex, turn it on HBO Late at night, you see freak women Sex sale, that's why I keep
I grew up in the 70s', somethin' like But I was in not Brooklyn I tell the whole world was going crazy But it really didn't happen 'til the
With basin' and smokin' crack A lotta learned not to joke with that Streets flooded, with folks families, lives gone up in smoke
We're all related to a head Sometimes I up in the mornin' and wanna go back to bed there thinkin' 'bout things About the way life
How women used to like to wear decent Now they curse like men and dress like You supposed to be a virgin 'til you But teenage girls find it to carry a baby
Babies babies Rappers like me always ladies Wonder why it's like that, so do I But I turn my back and then I go get high
'Cause I get paid good to talk bad about a bitch And you bought it, so don't be mad I got Ask your grandparents, is life the Man change
changed, everything has changed Thangs
used to be a time when old folks were respected Kids talkin' back was accepted Get spanked and your mouth got washed out with But nowadays will curse out old folks
Then you tell me I need to be a role And get these babies off the bottles But I'm not the one who made legal Liquor stores on every that's why we go
Buy 40ounces and go get Don't support our kids, no good punks And they grow up to be hardcore criminals Shoot 'em up, slang always pimpin' hoe's
I its those that don't believe What I'm sayin' on the mic So baby, D won't you tell them what like
It's kinda comin' up as a youngster I gotta with the roof that I'm under Even though my got it hard My daddy passed away, now I'm without a father
But times have bro I never ever seen Claus comin' through the ghetto But you know I always see I always see the white man the black man back G
And I don't get in trouble for it And I don't see nothin' Always tryin' to beat the man to death police tryna hide behind your badge
Always arrest somebody All we gotta do is beat him the Billy club Here I come, I with my gun I'm shootin' in the head police now
I tell you is too short for it to be like that We gotta be leaders, can't follow the With all them fiends in the smokin' crack What you life is what it gives you back
'Cause money in the ain't nothin' new But when you make the money know what to do Buy you a or buy you a house so the police can't wipe you out
I it in the streets, they say you the man So try to help your brothers and a helpin' hand Now what we do
We came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody like John I said we came to stack them bodies, killin' everybody John Gotti Now run up and get gun up the black I'm hittin' blackjack like the casino I mack slap
What you wanna play like Al Pacino this of style with the lyricist this funk of hits [Incomprehensible] and the biscuits I Motherfuckers know I down and show me [Incomprehensible]
I don't really care, from the or the rear Word to your mother I'm bout to smother and It's master all I intelligent that I swing from the others is irrelevant
For you motherfucker just up to the M I C I'm down Shorty, Ant Banks and Mally G It's Malik and I it's obsolete My technique motherfucker know I flow beats
Like water, dick in yo daughter And my nuts up in her jaws when she on my balls Yiggy y'all niggaz to ask somebody I'm shootin' motherfuckers down with the shotty
It's that master blaster It's, mister, mister, ghetto, bastard