i guess it must be so hard that once you re hooked on heroin or alcohol uh unless you re an incredibly powerful person with a great desire to stop it even if you have the best rehab people in the world it s very hard to get off a dope fiend might be your momma and you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars the nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya hot bullets nigga we ain t throwing food at ya that nigga got a benz and a bentley thang and he don t play sports he sell cocaine nigga kill a cop get a hundred years cop kill a nigga don t nobody care ugh pissy sidewalks and hallways white chalk candlelights and bouquets crime scene shell casings from the ak s donations send the victim off the right way and for revenge worldwide they spending thousands gotta be careful at these halfway houses it s sick out here patience double deuce thirds and 5 56 casings the neighbors ain t tellin shit they mouthpiece is celibate i don t condone the violence turn the other cheek hard to deal with when your loved one s deceased the funk ll never end when i m done with rap i might become a reverend cause i been spittin scriptures let me paint the picture a dope fiend might be your mama and you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars the nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya hot bullets nigga we ain t throwing food at ya that nigga got a benz and a bentley thang and he don t play sports he sell cocaine nigga kill a cop get a hundred years cop kill a nigga don t nobody care  i know some raider niggas that ll raid ya house i ll rob ya ass and i ll fuck your spouse hit ya cell phones til ya pay up get that address and spray that bitch up retarded bitch tell her watch the kids cause i m out working and i m murking shit got my scarf on got my gloves on and i m through the window like a bopper she bet not make a move she bet not make a peep if she do my partner gon strangle her this the ghetto nigga ain t no rules at all and the punk police ain t no friends of ours i get credit at the liquor store cause i m a regular tell the owner i ll be back soon as i get this fetti up i m selling dope it ain t no jobs and we still trippin off trayvon a dope fiend might be your momma and you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars the nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya hot bullets nigga we ain t throwing food at ya that nigga got a benz and a bentley thang and he don t play sports he sell cocaine nigga kill a cop get a hundred years cop kill a nigga don t nobody care fik look thinking to myself driving down i 80 has anybody noticed all these real moves lately the end is close you gotta watch friends and folks cause you never know who the devil might send to smoke you blood flowing through the streets you look down you drown turned your tv on the scene how they dead mike brown killed little trayvon and said stand your ground but gave marissa 20 years when it was the other way around i m like fuck niggas shooting if i got enough time i might duck niggas looting like we ain t got enough crime feel like i m stuck in the belly of the beast my heart cold like a cheap telly sheet these hoes full of trife and deceit magnum rubber on when i skeet i can t leave the block i m on the street had the same clothes on for a week a dope fiend might be your momma and you can get knocked off for a couple of dollars the nigga you grew up with might shoot at ya hot bullets nigga we ain t throwing food at ya that nigga got a benz and a bentley thang and he don t play sports he sell cocaine nigga kill a cop get a hundred years cop kill a nigga don t nobody care