blesses to the young ones trapped in the world
never hate the next man that be tappin your girl
shoot anythings a man vision thru life
help me to understand the chosen ones livin thru christ
blinded time from so many signs shown from greed
tryin to calculate all the funds i blown from weed
started out just a young shorty
turnin out to be the wise
so many lost in these last days
tryin to change from my past ways
takin time just to chill with friends we still bill
always told when i kick it with moms
watch out for them bitches that's wicked
maintain yourself and live
i need a time that's real
you got to know when your end is near
seen years disappear in thin air
we need to stop the hatin
many die from a tragic death
behoggin niggas lost or lack respect
was we ever free? high officials
got my mind on the proverbs
gave me a cause to stay swift
it gave me the sword to stay rich
understandin is the best part
i fell-a off to a fresh start
so much more still to come
i was much more iller young
i never knew any bloods and crips
it's just thugs and clicks
so strategise like the wise king
brothers get high and let they mind scheme
in this world where so many stress
ain't nuttin left but the thoughts of death
so off track it's a shame to see
got police movin dangerously
hopin soon we can all adapt
assassinated by my own kind
because blacks to have a closed mind
never rock yourself to sleep
let the dead rest in peace
ain't nothin gonna come from this
we gotta make it right now
we gotta make it right now