time passing us by

as time keep passin' us by in my community

wathcin' the children die

bitch made police

and the brutality

prozac and ritalin

that aint what we need

and wonder why our children keep smokin' weed

take a look into the gun

look at what we've become

daddy don't love me

only come around the first of the month

me and mommy still in the slump

why don't he love us?

i can't even blame him

cause ever since i came

we been stuck in the same ghetto

now i'm carryin' heavy metal when times is tough

i don't know about ya neighborhood

but baby

mines is rough

abandand buildings police searchin' all the children

ain't no peace in the streets

at least not where i'm livin'

kneeling to god cause satan never gave us a chance

evil never had no rythm

man

the devils can't dance

got three pairs of pants

but i keep em all creased

whether chicken or ham

we gon' use the same grease

each second is a struggle

beg

borrow or hustle

yeah

scufflin' money just try to stay out of trouble

hell

rebel of rap music

put it on my mama!

and if it's gonna be gunplay

rocket launchers

grenades

and aks!

as time keep passin' us by in my community

wathcin' the children die

bitchmade police

and the brutality

prozac and ritalin

that aint what we need

and wonder why our children keep smokin' weed

why is the broad on my back like that?

don't ask me

i'm for passion

i'm smashin' on niggas

come blast me!

all my people tellin' me i should sing more

yes!

roll up a dub

smoke bud in the club

free flesh!

creepin' on a come up

i'm from cleveland

and columbus

ohio

don't hate myself for science

and the?

yet all these niggas gangbang

somebody should tell em the truth

i'll sell em somethin' that'll get they heart to pumpin'

and help the youth!

hangin' in the graveyard

everybody's playin' hard

satan's on a mission to get us

i hope that nobody with us

and given us slave ways

ruthless got us on fifty dollars a day

one hundred and ninety thousand i guess platinum don't pay

can i please get some mo' money?

somebody could buy my way cause shit the rent's due

glad i got ghetto credit

don't let the industry pimp you

pimp you

pimp you

as time keep passin' us by in my community

wathcin' the children die

bitch made police

and the brutality

prozac and ritalin

that aint what we need

and wonder why our children keep smokin' weed

babies born with aids

and we pray for them boys they hoarding the vaccine

black helicopter rain on em

i'm gainin' on em

maintain the main thang on em

shame on em

but another victim died of vain for em

slain

two hundred and fifty crashed in the plane

and the only thing that survived was the black box

they frame the black cops

slang crack rock

wannabe hot boyz

so he gon' make the block hot

block hot

they wanna see me sasquash

pull out my glock

cocked

and pop pop!

go to jail don't nobody send you mail

hell

i'm ridin' til these wheels fall off

or they can take it to the chop shop

shut up

i'm shinnin' on you bustas!

what!?

ready to hustle get your struggle on

no!

when you wanna double up

you keep fuckin' up!

your mind's gone

time's gone

everybody's runnin' amuck

they say that lesbians is sick

but they just do wanna fuck

as time keep passin' us by in my community

wathcin' the children die

bitch made police

and the brutality

prozac and ritalin

that aint what we need

and wonder why our children keep smokin' weed