Walking down the street is no longer
something you do without thinking.
Going down to the store becomes an adventure.
Disagreements ended up in gunfights,
night -night
With the soldier who was last to draw
You got your ass whooped
if you had a plastic jar
A bastard boy, run up in the projects
Where you can buy sex
And ain't no tellin' who
gon' die next
We read our foes up consistently
I didn't make this 45
while you pissed at me
No mystery, why my homie dead and gone
He used to be this girlfriend
all night long
You know the story,
she squeezed the trigger
Put the whole clip in him
and freeze my nigga
Now everybody in the hood
paid last respects
And when the solo was sung,
each face was wet
I recollect me and my nigga
chasin' hoes and shit
At the wake, tears drippin'
on my clothes and shit
Stand blank, get my dog in
side the casket
Interrupted by his little girl laugh
She's too young to understand,
so she don't know
My nigga mama goin' crazy on the front row,
cause it ain't easy
We got to love somebody,
everybody needs somebody
We got to love somebody now
We got to love somebody,
everybody needs somebody
We got to love somebody now
Now y 'all was planning to win,
but your man got popped
And it's the third time
that he down on lock
Your phone ain't blocked,
but you losing patience
Agonizing over the fucking
years that he's facing
Look at his so -called boys jigging
at you as the time passes
Trying to get some pussy with
they tripping asses
You weak, but you play strong
In the middle of the night it ain't
easy being home alone
You feel betrayed so you fall
for what some sucker said
Open your legs and give the
pussy to a knucklehead
Before y got y 'all nut,
this shit was on the streets
Pay attention to what I mention
cause this shit get deep
Your fiancé got the word
from his cellblock
And went crazy like a nigga
that was shell -shocked
He hung himself cause
he couldn't take it
They tried to save him but
he couldn't make it
Buried him butt naked
You cried tears for your years with
Slick
Can teach that old dog new
tricks for shit
Then understand why
he couldn't stay free
When they let you out
they caged back into society
It ain't easy
Say got to love somebody
The whole system is designed
To dehumanize you
and steal your manhood
DD welcome home baby
Will I die young?
These niggas are do ing dirty
where I come from
You'd be lucky to see 30
from petty disputes
Niggas shoot from the drug dealing
Liquor stores and mortuaries
are making the killing
Our children sleeping on the floor
Cause ain't no telling when the gun blast
pushing through the window
And politicians don't seem to mind
They gives a fuck about us
until it's voting time
Not cause I'm black,
white women be thankin' the worst
Bitch, I don't want your
motherfuckin' purse
It's like I'm cursed when
I walk up the streets
Gettin' dirty looks from these niggas
and the motherfuckin' police
Mothers are prayin',
fathers are playin' old songs
Reminiscin' of the days when
the family was strong
I felt guilty when my baby girl
came in the world
Tryin' to make it in this mother
fuckin' wicked world
It ain't easy,
but you
can make it
Just gotta keep your head up,
keep marching forward
Keep the haters behind you
at all times
Gots to say what's up to my nigga
Precious
Nigga off the motherfuckin' hook,
he laced the track
Everybody needs somebody,
we got to love somebody now
Y 'all niggas gon' feel me,
as if you niggas didn't already feel me
11 years and still standing
Rap a lot of records
Loved by a few, hated by many