HOOK
It`s deep niggas on the streets got stress
Used to be only the police wore vests
I just can`t get stretched over no bullshit
And I ain`t never seen nobody name on bullets
Used to be we couldn`t...now we can but don`t
We can--finally help folk but won`t
I can`t point no finger cuz I always got my heater
I`m trying to improve but I ain`t no saint neither
Somebody told me I wouldn`t be shit-when-I`m-grown
Somebody else said cover up ya dick-when-you-bone
Another taught don`t forget what you got-at-home
And that the number one killer is testosterone
I know cuz I`ve been guilty of cockin`-the-chrome
If it comes to me and you? I`ll put a shot-in-ya-dome
It gets hot-in-the-zone that`s when ya humble-beginnin`s
Give way to tunnel-vision and disgruntled-livin`
You work hard--then the Feds crumble-your-winnin`s
That`s why these wife beaters nut up and pummel-their-women
You never know till you hear a thug mumble-repentance
As the judge lets down the gavel to double-his-sentence
Any trouble-you-get-in writes your ticket-to-life
Expect to go to hell if you livin` wicked-and-trife
The media got us addicted-to-hype...videos-too
Ain`t you know they give that shit back when the video`s-through?
It`s pitiful-dude the youth done lost-the-focus
All they wanna do is floss-the-most-whips and knock-the-dope-chicks
Ain`t you know the cops-can-smoke-kids...and walk free
When you locked up ain`t the time to find out you claustrophobic
HOOK
If you got it to spend ain`t nothin` matter-with-that
Even better if you got yours without havin`-to-clap
Ya habitat made you...the rest came after-the-fact
You just supply demands you ain`t create they passion-for-crack
I remember as a kid I was laughin`-at-cats
With drunk junkie parents like those children askin`-for-that
Now they the same ones out here blastin`-they-straps
Cuz they think that`s the only way folk sit back-in-them-`Lacs
The way we`re brainwashed to buy name brand fashions-is-wack
And how folk trade their kid`s nutrition rations-for-that
We got youngins in grade school brandishin`-gats
Ain`t no more fist fights at best ya head get cracked-in-with-bats
Gulls make money strippin` out here flashin`-they-cat
Then when rent`s due some of them be sellin` ass-in-the-sack
Explainin` to their daughter who that man-in-the-back?
And why he came through got some ass then did that vanishin`-act
You may think yo seed ain`t cognoscente of habits-you-rack
And how you buy things even though you got no cabbage-to-stack
But the corner thugs do-they`ll take advantage-of-that
It`s a vicious cycle violence has a massive-impact
HOOK
That`s my word ain`t got much else of worth to put-it-on
Just glad to be alive there`s other ways it coulda-gone
When I look-along the curb-at-misfortune...I`m forced to
Proceed with-caution fighting first person-distortion
Paid dues but need to be reimbursed-what-it`s-costin`
Knowin` that as bad as it gets...it`s worse-in-the-coffin
It hurts-often so I lean on family-to-cope...when that don`t work
And I get stressed I got panties-to-poke
And Mary-to-smoke cuz she understands-my-pain
Folk s`posed to be down but underhanded-with-thangs
But-I-plan-to-change and rise to a state-of-perfection
We all players and this business is a hater`s-profession
Make-the-connection? Sometimes you gotta take-the-concessions
Ain`t nobody givin` you nothin` you crazy-to-question
Daily-reflection have you trippin`-for-real...
I`m stressed with-these-bills, my shawty plus gettin`-a-deal
Sometimes…I get pissed and place hollow-tips-in-the-steel
Fittin`-the-bill of a murderer...itchin`-to-kill
That`s when I come to my senses and scratch-the-urge
Put a match-to-the-herb and attack-with-words...
HOOK
