Part II (Explicit)

IntroGo back the way you came

Wrong way uh, if you stay

Prepare to have yo' **** rearranged

The way, I say

Verse 1Where gold niggas spoon whipping over Pyrex

And brown skin acute spineless

With two kids, hood-minded

See adolescents fall victim to the mindless

Yeah, so baby-sitters, if you love us

And never pet the piggies, hide the chickens in the covers

See that's the family stones and drop jewels

That's the only way the family love us

My momma water whipping while my daddy in a jail

Cause fast life look better than a J-O

And don't this feel like '95 nigga?

A drive-by killed 5 niggas

So what you doing with your life nigga?

And I reply,"Getting high, nigga"

An introduction to the hopeless

Generations passed down to the ** biz

OutroLike I ain't got no, no crazy-ass, cliche-ass, you know what I'm saying? One of those stories. One of those hip-hop stories coming from, you know what I'm saying, the struggle. We was in the hood but, you know what I'm saying? My momma never...she always got me what I, what I needed, she always provided for me even when my dad didn't. You know I had a pops, even when my dad wasn't always around, I always had a pops, so I don't know man, I always said I was gonna do this so I guess I'm tryna actually do it and I have fell in love with this **** man, I just love this shit

(Some, slow singing and flower bringing

If my bur-gl-ar a-larm starts

See you don't wanna fall in love with me...)

(laughs)