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featuring Sho 

Verse 1: [Willie D] 

As I roll through the motherfucking inner city 
27 years and the block still looks shitty 
The mayor put his picture on my fence 
Promised us a lot of shit and I ain't seen that bitch since 
I'm bout to do a Frank Nitty 
Cause the potholes fucking up the shocks on my new Chevy 
Gotta Malcolm X 'em like Spike Lee 
Cause they taking niggas in the hood lightly 
Politicians just use black folks 
They only come around when they want a motherfucking vote 
And ain't no sense in you going to city hall catching fevers 
You stand a better chance seeing Jesus 
So I got me a plan 
Steal me a Astrovan and take the law into my own hands 
And I ain't going out talking to them hoes 
(What's your objective?) 
I'm putting blood on they clothes 
Cause they don't respect niggas 
Until we start shaking they ass and pulling triggers 
And that's a Goddamn fact 
Now what you so-called hard motherfuckers know about that? 

Chorus: [Melanie McGee] 
I wonder why life's a bitch, then you die 
Same thing that makes you laugh makes you cry 
Why judge that bro, cause you reep what you sowe 
What goes around, come around, now you know 

Verse 2: [Sho] 
Little miss Jackie, she got turned out 
Fucking with that glass dick 
Little miss Jackie, she turning tricks 
She putting her mouth on everybody dick 
Hey yo Jackie, finest little thing in 12th grade 
Jazzy haircut, Anita Baker fade 
But I couldn't get the play or the time of day 
Cause in life we was headed in opposite ways 
While she was trying to reach the top 
I was slanging rocks, drinking brew and dodging crooked cops 
Used to give her my all 
And every day in school a nigga got dissed in the halls 
But it didn't take long for me to find 
Every dog can't chew on every bone 
Then some time went by 
I heard through the grapevine, little Jackie was getting high 
This I just couldn't believe 
Not Jackie, miss most likely to succeed 
One day rolling up the cut 
I seen this fiend, pants all in her butt 
I'm thinking to myself that's a shame 
I stopped at the light she called out my real name 
Stuck her head in my window said she needed help 
I looked it was Jackie 'what you did to yourself?' 
The devil ain't nothing but crack 
That bitch small as a tic tac 
What you know about that? 

Chorus 

Verse 3: [Willie D] 
Now let's talk about Craig, a jockey and a dopehead 
>From the time he could walk little Craig was misled 
He had a freeloading stepdaddy, mama was a hoe 
She sold her ass to take care of that Negro 
He used to pimp her, and make her give him every cent 
(And peep this, made her own kids pay rent) 
Craig started jacking, bringing every dollar home 
Got a gun and a screwdriver, fool got his hustle on 
Crank your shit in a second 
(And if you walk up on him, you better draw your weapon 
Cause he'll put you to rest, and rest you quick 
And wouldn't lose sleep) Not one single bit 
Then he met this girl who became his wife 
Bought a car and a crib, started a new life 
'Til one day, riding with his family 
He saw this nigga that he fucked back in the game, gee 
He threw some dirt, the nigga threw it back 
Dressed his family in black 
Now what you know about that? 

Chorus

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