uhh. uh. speak without thinkin. speak without speakin. huh. feel without reachin
cause next to jesus on the cross was the crook niggaz
cause on the streets is the hood niggaz
cause he be wit us in the prisons
and he takes time to listen
cause next to jesus on the cross was the crook niggaz
see everything goes through change
those who know don't talk
and those who talk don't know a thing
men are born soft and turn tough
dead lay a stiffened heart
i've been marked for death
by the beast but he missed his mark
alone in the dark my thoughts had sparked up
when i saw my body on the floor
from above i watch it all
many slain empty skulls where a brain should be
but the si-rens had never woke me
only reason i'm here now is cause god chose me
i'm only just a crook nigga
but god love us hood niggaz
day by day by day i sit back and pray
they went off the casket way
but that won't bring em back today
so long my crimies now gone for eternity
the team we got left on the set
i ride past the church where they got his body and find
they takin him to the hearse to put his body in dirt
wipe my tears with my shirt
out of love and retribution
countin bullets carefully
it's obvious that god's watchin me
thugs wit guns become celebrities in the hood
little girls have seeds by o.g.'s in the hood
you can choose if you would
dope to ooze in your blood
you can starve in the hood
your best friends'll fuck your baby moms in the hood
but it's good in the hood
was taught how to walk and duck strays in the hood
got my ways from the hood
learned to play ball go to the nba
that's the main reason why god