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featuring Master P  Snoop Dogg 

[Master P] 
Wazzup Steady Mobb'n and Snoop? 
I know you all grew up in the ghetto in the westcoast 
I'm from down south 
But it don't matter whether you from the eastcoast or where ever 
Cause the ghetto is a constant struggle 
It's all about the mo' money you make 
The mo' problems you have 
I guess the ghetto is just consequences that we can't exscape 
You heard me? 

[Crooked Eye] 
So many murders jumpin off 
blood soakin the street 
So many children worldwide 
With nothin to eat 
There's no peace 
on these trigger happy police 
it's hard enough bein born black 
these times are brief 
Three strikes (Your out!) 
Your little homie lost his life 
Do a lot of things wrong 
to feed his baby at night 
I wish I could 
Put a lil', love in the hood 
Once again, and free all my doggs from the pen 
Mercy me, this world ain't what it use to be 
It seems the whole world's smoked out 
High off D 
See my brother, murdered his own grandmother 
Now that's sick, all for the love of a hit 
No protection, people, dyin of age 
The Lord said it would be like this in the last of days 
Kidnappin babies 
It ain't, safe for our kids 
Man it's such a wicked place 
In which we live 


Chorus [Crooked Eye & Marvin Gaye] 
It's a struggle in the city to survive on the streets 
(Oooooooooooooooooooooooh) 
(Mercy, mercy, mercy me) 
The world is a ghetto full of worn out peace 
(These streets ain't what they used tooo be) 
So many soldiers dyin everyday to earn a strive 
(These streets ain't what they used to beehee) 
I'm tired of losin homies to this ghetto life 
I'm tired of losin homies to this ghetto life 

[Snoop Dogg] 
This is somthin for the white, the black, and the brown 
>From D-P to Oak-Town 
And back down 
As the world go round 
Another war go down 
Behind my smile there's a frown 
I'm a king wit no crown 
Still I put it down 
Acts all my tiny locs 
That's on Dogg Pound (Dogg Pound) 
Now all my kin folks 
Sometimes we have to pause, and reminisce 
And get blitzed 
And wish for potato chips 
And Dip slips, curves, and knuckle balls 
I wanna safe em' all 
And buck em' all 
But I can't 
cause I'm on a tank now 
Think now 
Stop, pause dogg 
Put your drink down 
I need your attention, undivided 
Cause know a days, 
Only the strong survive 
Everything else, 
is fallin to the left of me 
With all this jealousy and greed 
Dear God, have mercy 

Chorus 

[Billy Bavgate] 
Lord have mercy on me 
Cause I wanna be a angel and fly 
Tell me who's gonna save the world 
when it's destined to die 
So much hatred and anxiety 
A patriot of God 
Bein attacked by the anti-christ 
Young brotha better change your life 
Cause you runnin outta time 
I wish that I could help 
But it's too much crime 
These fools can't read the signs 
I remember all my good times 
I call help for my bad times 
Infatuated by the by the street crime 
If I could change the time 
Tell me why, why people gotta die 
I finally cried 
When my mama died 
it's a scary world 
I had to bury a beautiful girl 
It's gettin' hectic in this cold world 
But I'm still tryin to slow down 
But only thugs, I hang around 
So it's hard now 
Lord have mercy 

Chorus

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