yo
look wut da world is coming 2
ppl. runnin threw ppl. ready 2 point dey guns at u
steadily tryna balst not concentraiting on class
bein ready 2 woop yo ass
all 4 da wrong words subjects, & adverbs
is gettin on my nerves
niggas on da curb shootin pollutin prostitution
mental institutions..... hollerin & hootin
aint no solution
we reducing are own race destroying our own place
remain da same we can proclaim our own fates
im gettin tired easily perspire over da street heat
street beef.........leavin my niggas dead on concrete
repeat deaths of many sorrows are plenty
company we need is garunteed now yo house is empty
now we leaving in a house of a thousand corpses like ROB
when we should 'Build(er)' up respected reputations like 'BoB'
but she slobs on yo knob n yo dick feel like corn on da cob
now u got a disease shoulda protected yo knob
feel u robbed kuz H.I.V has tookin away yo job
don't be mad get Glad llike Bags
u was warn of old hags don't fuck bitches on rags
so u got Burn(ed) like Usher n many feel yo pain
kuz AIDS isn't a disease dat doctors can sustain
we goin down da wrong lane wanna feel happy
dont laugh at me kuz we aint got enuff money 2 live exactly
how u live wit house of bricks and none leakin chimneys
i griemly remember wut da hood did 2 me
made me greatful made me respectful allow me 2 see
wut can happen when u a Menance II Society
we nasty do u grasp me on deez subjects
if not u just another fallin Hood nigga a Reject

how i was feeling just sum real shit i thought about kinda crazy but ya kno

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