it s like i got a death wish but niggas can t kill me live my long these real niggas gotta feel me the media they ridicule me heartless is how they really fez wanna prosecute me till i m living in the cell or i rot in hell will i die in these streets only time will tell until then i pop pills sip my purple spread love money and guns throughout my circle make the ass out the feds every case i beat middle finger to the law nigga fuck police for my niggas over the wall who they won t let free and all the soldier that we ve lost may they rest in peace tell your mother who s alive who said crime don t pay nigga fuck how you get it homie find your way young bucks keep your guns pulled enemies closer smile look death in his eyes where i m from it s dangerous it s dangerous every day every day cops shot no raised in the ghetto i m just a product of the block where i m from it s dangerous it s dangerous every day every day cops shot no raised in the ghetto i m just a product of the block the ghetto cold the block hot niggas talking nosy neighbors and everything but a coffin the hood filled with dope fiends and street walkers babies crying hop signs dogs barking crime scene yellow tape the street chalking bloody sheet cover the face of the departed the blood drop and then she hardens cops celebrate the gun this often young bitch 14 6 months pregnant sell her body on the corner smoke weed on a regular get a pimp off her money dope man he was last week raped twice forced abortions it s the life that i m living ghetto that i m lost in and i mma be here till they put me in the coffin feeling like pac live and die in phillie and i m riding till these niggas come and kill me  where i m from it s dangerous it s dangerous every day every day cops shot no raised in the ghetto i m just a product of the block where i m from it s dangerous it s dangerous every day every day cops shot no raised in the ghetto i m just a product of the block my crystal popping on politicians and scooping watching pop a on who you blaming on cops lock them a jail cell can t rehabilitate a nigga they raise your bell and give a crack dealer life sentence turn around and give a pedal to the floor till you fall that s why a prison door over a revolving door 3 hots and a it s all we got for big and pac who ever knew when that child was born he d be barack 44th president to be black you gotta deal with that confess that i heard were crack we gotta deal with that wonder why we put in the bags and tote steel with that see a phantom like beans i kill for that hood nigga going rich now i got a mill for that law suit she s bringing swear i ve been through with paying nigga in full it s getting shot through his fuel known thug since my brother got killed in cold blood so would i avenge his death so would i sell drugs promised to be a real nigga to the death of me bury my casket to the block with the rest of me and let my headstone really was a father any nigga that thought he went hard i went harder so state out my bindess and off my mind i take a shot to the downfall i m on my grind where i m from it s dangerous it s dangerous every day every day cops shot no raised in the ghetto i m just a product of the block where i m from it s dangerous it s dangerous every day every day cops shot no raised in the ghetto i m just a product of the block