look what you did to me

they tell me put the dope down

and it won't hurt no more

but the only thing i really seem to understand

is murda mo'

they tell me keep my trigga finger easy

i'll open up your body

too many casualties around here

dead bodies around here

and i can't get caught up

preacher can you save me

save me

they said it was gonna get greater later

but now i can't help to think that it ain't

but a nigga was fed up with this life

thinking about running over to play

cross my wrist

every last drop till i faint

taken out there

pulling smith for the thangs that i never did

coming up as a a young kid

trying to get rid of all the animosity towards me

that was shown by the other kids

what do i do

and why do everybody wanna see a nigga fall

mama and daddy can't be found

so when i'm stressed out

who the fuck can i call

all alone in my zone

with no friends

so i chose to make friends with drugs

cause everyday

everybody around me

trying to clown me

so i got afraid and i got buzzed

out of frustration came aggravation

depression coming down in my mind

kept a nigga confused and straight crying

dying

from sweet sticks in line

throwed off in my my mind

trying to wonder why do jesus let this keep happening

to a nigga that's steady being on his knees

and i'm begging you please

have mercy on me

find a nigga a better way

right about now i'm to the point

somebody better take this infrared away

cause if it go too long

and i got a piece of chrome

and i want to you to come and look and see

the monster that you've created

look at what you did to me

they tell me how the liquor ain't good for me

but it drowns out the vision of my casket

it's either my life or your life

that's right

i'm gon let you haaave it

everyday haters

can't understand

the way i move my hands in ways

not known to man

cause i can't get caught up

preacher can you save me

save me

could it be the invisible

individual nigga

that got to get more bigger

but big got a hand on one hitter

quarter i got bigger

motherfucking bombs mo' skits with a trigga

shoots gun missiles

dropping a bomb

chucking hand grenades

c4's explode

when i be sleeping on the same bench

for nine days

living off of hot water and cheerios

here it goes

my click back gotta roll

nigga mom was thinking throwed

a 24 fists apposed to those

they acting like nothing but bitches and hoes

suppose

all a nigga wanted was the good life

live in upper class

laying back on my ass

with a maid and a butler

sipping on a ice cold glass

god damn it

i'ma do it but i had to start in the deuce

to em

nine plus one that's ten

better think

many murders would of been avoided

i just wanted a friend

feel me

but they can't kill me

cause i don't give a fuck

if i bust with a gun

cause i don't give a damn no mo'

you ain't dealing with the same motherfucker from three years ago

when a nigga fight fair

knocking a patch out your hair

but it quickly

from a damn breaking

a nigga going crazy

look at what civilization done made me

this is my era of terror

i am the man with the gun

that admitted never to miss

would of ever miss

when it be busting

a lot of you gonna be rushing

cause a nigga war like this

innocent child with a smile with a dream of advanced

to the top

but i got a gun in your mouth

you want to respect me now

should of

respected a nigga when you had a chance

haters

been making me into a punk trying to figure me weak

better get ready

fore' them put zip-locs

and a whole of cops

and a whole lot of blood stained

sheets

drunk a lot of beers

shed a bunch of tears

when i reminisce on them years

when i see little boys and girls

living the life that i wanted to live

since i really couldn't live with it

it's gonna be hard for the other motherfuckers to try

cause they dying

hey mama

i want my tunker toys right now

don't make me cry

i don't wanna have to kill again

i kill em out

till the world is empty

look at the the album cover

that's what you did to me

if i done told you once

i done told you a thousand times

it's plain to see that you can't change me

nigga cause i'ma forever be a nigga for life

a thug nigga

a guerilla maab nigga

a killa klan nigga

a mo city nigga

mo city mean mo killers

mo blood spillers

mo burglars

mo murderers

mo kick door burglars

mo niggas

that'll slap a patch out your motherfucking ass

for real

count on it

respect it

trust it and believe it

we ain't no

fake ass niggas we real

packing loaded steel

ready to bust at will

we don't love you

look at what you did to me