Where a man is judged by the color of his skin
Not the content of his character
22 million black in America
You better stand your area
75 percent population of the prison system
So I know what's on your mind when you're cocking your nine back
Busting your bullets at them niggas on the corner
And you aim 7 5 till your victim is a goner
But it's more than life
And I don't blame you
Matter of fact I blame your parents for the shit you gonna do
There's a lot of niggas under ten getting shot by the nine
8 of them died and left 7 of them crying
I'm trying to tell you dog
Nigga I know that's where he are
And the third second and first is when the welfare kicks in
And it make you want to go and bust your gat again
But if you got a problem grab a pen
And send it to the Outlawz
We'll try to make it better
You ain't no dumb soldier
Keep your mind on your dream
I spit, rip for Pac and Yak
That's why I rap with a grudge and keep my enemies close
Nothing else to do but smoke
Now I'm numb with a lump in my throat
And pretty much when you close to death
I think you live by the gun
And if my girl have a son
I'ma raise him better than I was
A little time does justice to the heart
You should ask your little boy why he rushing to the park
You wonder why he love there?
They got guns drugs and plenty of thugs there
That's why I speak on shit
Come on you made the kids
I never really got a chance to say good-bye
I hope you're thankful you lived your life
And nothing keeps that before your eyes
I never really got a chance to say good-bye
And even though you're gone
You're always on my mind
I never really got a chance to say goodbye
To all my youngsters out there
Will you pay attention a minute
You might learn something
All they want to do is lock you up and make some dough off you
And when your ass finally die
They'll find a hole for you
I know it ain't no love
Got to keep your goals close to you
'Cause 25 with an L ain't closer junior
You're labeled as a loser junior
Only 22 now what the fuck you gonna do
They don't get no work
Now you forced to draw back
They don't call it the system for nothing
Systematic ways to get you to your grave
You ain't gonna listen to Edi
You gonna have to go through it
Ain't no glory in pain
You niggas gobbled by the game
You niggas gobbled up by the mutha fuckin game
It's a long long dark road out of hell
I can tell you the story well
And the 2 left fighting themselves
'Cause we don't get along with each other
We need to get it together
I got 50 shots for every?
These pigs is more crooked than some snakes on my block
Since bullets don't die
Oz can you tell me how he died
Stay away from them haters
I'm real serious with mine
Playing on furious with mine
It's all about will and how strong you are
Stand the pressure and stay strong youngsters