Battle Cry (Tomorrow)
Chorus: Mac & singer]
See I'm beneath the sun, right?
(Tomorrow)
Anticipatin' just waitin' quotin' my battle cry
(How can we live? If we're born to die tomorrow?)
Don't want to die but if I gotta, I'm ready cuz
Just hope the Lord is forgiving as Mama said He was, nigga what?
[1st Verse]
I struggled and strived long as I been alive
Witnessed my first murder back in 1985
I walk with the wicked and kick it with the thugs
In fact, saw the police and smoked some bud
But never no love, I witnessed the sickness of unprotected lust
So many children born just because the rubbers bust
I sympathize with they mothers but **** the men
Cuz a man ain't shit, if he's no papa to his children
My woman's a thug girl, but I love her dearly
My patnas are thieves and I know that, but I keep em near me
It's gettin' kinda hard for me,
In the city where the drama just be callin' me
WHOA!
I live among the roaches and the rats
And the killers and the crack
And the policemen that slang that smack
I lay me down to sleep, clutchin' my heat
With my sneakers on my feet,
Just in case my window locks on me, I be...
[Chorus]
[Bridge One]
And that's some real shit right there, ya heard me?
Y'all niggas ain't even understandin' the game nigga
Niggas is dyin', it's a muthafuckin' World War three on the streets
Nigga, y'all feel it
[Verse Two]
And as the blood of my niggas flood the streets,
I refuse to speak, the cracks and concrete
Can disguise ya feet
And tears fall at the site of these white sheets
The street like heat
The cold secrets, that midnight keeps
And we was raised by it, it's common as a cold
Eyes are closed, body is froze
Blood leakin' out they nose
I never chose I was given
Survival of the fit livinDriven insane by it's rhythm, but ****
I never gave, see his mind's in the grave
And most of you niggas praise the ways we was raised
It must be that weed smoke,
When most of my niggas need coke, to cope
With these different strokes
It's murder we wrote, into the project
I'm wonderin' if my niggas'll see the site of my death
Before it happen, my life is on the edge of my pen
I'm waitin' to explode countin' to ten,
Forgive me for all the sin nigga
[Chorus x3]
[Bridge Two-Singer]
Why do we live if we're born to die?
Why do we live if we're born to die?
Why do we live if we're born to die?
Why do we live if we're born to die?
[Chorus]
Y'all niggas sing that shit nigga!
Oh, oh, you too cute to sing that shit, ha? Bitch ass nigga.
World War
Peace
Be All You Can Be
[Silkk (Fiend)]
Yo, it's ya boy Silkk. (Hey, hey. (?) Know what I'm sayin?)
I got Fiend and Mac in here. (These soldiers, warriors)
Know what I'm sayin? (And survivors know but)
(We're in serious times.)
[Chorus: Fiend]
I said all our soldiers in the streets
Life ain't always guaranteed
(There's no guarantee)
Some of this aimed for you and me
But it's a ghetto war
So be all you can be
[Fiend]
That's why your big brother Fiend gon holler
And I really meant, I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta
Not tryin to discourage, a lotta
But look in my eyes
Even though we camouflaged I can't disguise the pain we got
inside
That's why I ride all night
Smokin till I can't smoke no more
Wanna forget some of the shit we saw
With that old dirty four oh
Wanna give money to the poor folk
But got one eighty and one quarter
Splitin that three ways
That's between my momma, sister and her daughter
[Chorus x2]
[Mac]
This life shit is way so serious
Don't wanna question you Lord, but I'm so curious
I sleep amongst killers I don't know who to trust
I meet beucoup bitches and now it's cool to ****
I made it from nothin to havin little change
Now niggas in my hood they look at me strange
I live for the moment cuz I'm afraid of my future
Don't let me die, oh Lord why
I look myself in my eyes and I see why thugs cry
Shell shocked, I get that from my pops
And he told me keep it cocked, so I keep it cocked
Life is but a dream and we all seein
And if seein is believin, don't wake me up this evening
Woah!
[Chorus x2]
[Silkk]
All I know, is I don't wanna go
But I don't wanna be here either
If I gotta be here killin and sellin dope
The world is a ghetto
And I be wonderin if y'all could be feelin my pain
Tryin to put it down the best way I know how
When I'm gone y'all can remember my name
If I die tomorrow, don't be sorry
Let it be known I told the truth
And never know what's gon happen when I'm done rappin
Doin my song, in this booth
And if I die, tell P he keeps my legacy alive
My chance was slim
And if it had to happen, let it be known
I'm glad it happened to me, instead of them
Now desperate times call for desperate measures
Ain't no pleasure in killin
Ain't no pleasure either in going without feedin for weeks
Have you ever had that feeling?
No guarantees, Lord please, can't bring back the past
Can't buy time either, so I guess what's the use of havin cash?
And look now, penitentiary's packed
With niggas who had dreams to be rich
Man spend a little bit, have a little something
Dead men can't spend shit
I'll trade some of this money for this pain
Trade some of this money for this fame
P nigga you think it's easy dog
But it ain't cuz I been with you throughout this game
[Mo B Dick]
I thought we could flip keys together
I thought we could make g's together
Now I know what's going on
I gotta make these dollars all night long
I thought you saw the bigger picture
How could you betray your closest nigga?
How can I ever trust you again?
Tell me, man
[Silkk]
Yo Fiend, yo Mac.
It's real.
Gotta be able to do it.
So many niggas wanna see you fall dog.
We gon ball y'all, for real.
Best Friends
[Chorus]
You was my nigga now we beefinI'm bustin' at you, you bustin' at me
And it won't stop til' we both sleepin' [x2]
[First Verse]
We was claimin' the same hood fucked the same bitches
And they knew, if I hit it you had to hit it too, we was cruel
You was wit me when I first pulled the trigga
You tried to shoot two, but your gun jammed so we pulled off, remember?
I headed by your Mama house, for a couple of days
Cuz the niggas we was beefin' with, knew where I stayed
We was some down South niggas,
Boot in the mouth niggas
The wrong route niggas
Typical niggas
We'd just make a lil' dollar, sellin' weed to the needy
Everything be fifty&fifty ain't no need, for bein' greedy
You my dog, ha? So that's how we played it
Niggas who hated, we rushed and demonstrated
Why we ain't to be faded
On this mission with get money, power, and bitches
I would ever come along with these riches that's if nobody snitches
I do a bid for you, take care of your kid for you
But damn, look what these pussy niggas done did to you
[Chorus]
[Bridge One]
Hello?
(Yeah, nigga what's happenin'?)
What's happenin' wit'cha dogg?
(What's happenin' with you nigga, nigga talk about you got some
beef wit me nigga)
Beef wit you? Nigga you know I'm a real nigga,
If I had some beef with you I'd come to ya like a man,
It ain't like that between us, what it is is, you talkin' to these
niggas, and these niggas got you....
[Verse Two]
Them niggas told you I blew up and I forgot about us
The same niggas who was with you, and afraid to bust
How could you listen to these niggas? When they mean no good?
Muthafuckas ain't even from our hood
And now you snortin' furl with em
Off in that World with em
Father forgive him he dancin' to some other rhythm
Ever thought that we could work it out?
We would meet,
But as long as you with them niggas I be with that heat
And that's deep,
Cuz I made a promise to your mama when we was only 12
I would deliver you from evil and keep you alive and well
Guess I gotta disappoint her, but you leave me no choice
Callin' my crib with this "Murder, murder" tone in your voice
What I'm a bitch or somethin'?
I used to fight for you,
Used to let you stay at my Mama crib when shit just wasn't right for you
Look what you do me in return
I guess I played with fire, so eventually it burns
[Bridge Two]
Hello?
Hello?
Man, this nigga done fuckin' hung up on me.
Y'all think that nigga serious?
[Chorus]
It's World War nigga
Once again, it's the fuckin' murder prince
The ghetto commando, representin' niggas
Bloody
[Chorus: Mac&(Magic)]
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( What you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( What you wanna do nigga)
[Mac]
Now what yall mean, niggas on my team, they all about the cream
And my enemies, we take it to extreme,to get the green
Nahmean, turn the block to a murder scene
and I be screaming whoa, in the drop with my nigga Wop
Runnin from the cop who was trying to meet that quota
I'm young and I'm black so they be thinking I'm slanging that baking soda
You ain't heard about, nigga from that dirty south, keep a boot in his mouth
bitch everybody yelling bout it, let 'em know what you bout
Before you leave your house, cause at night, nigga freaks come out
Get the gat with the extra clip cause if you catch us slippin
You might be the next to rip, get shot get stab you get cut up strip
you boxed up in a ship, thinking niggas on some retaliation tip
Then take a trip to the land
where them niggas do the murder man dance on the enemies
And fake niggas that pretend to be friends of me,
are the ??? nigga can't **** with me
Won't buck with me the murda murda kill kill for scrilla
Cap pilla turned rap dealer chose the style
Your style, my style, our style
turn up the beat loud so we can all get wild
[Chorus: Mac&(Magic)]
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( What you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( What you wanna do nigga)
[Mac]
Is your niggas in the air like mine
can they make a M-16 sound like mine?
Get hit with a stray from a big ole' K
get up say never die they just walk away
Nigga Mac got something to say
I get to bucking they better get to ducking and its getting to fucking
It's real tell them niggas I'm back, heavy triggers that's fat
We got grenades now let a nigga hit you with that
You get gutted, throw in them dogs in the mud and get mudded
That's what you get when you **** around with my buddies
Murda Murda and this shit is so love, man them niggas can't **** with me
Won't buck with me the murda murda kill kill for scrilla
Cap pilla turned rap dealer chose the style
Your style, my style, our style
turn up the beat loud so we can all get wild
[Chorus: Mac&(Magic)]
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
(What you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
(What you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
(What you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
(What you wanna do nigga)
[Magic]
So you want to get bloody
Fucking with my niggas is like fucking with my money, you think it's funny
Twist ya, make your momma miss ya
Tell your baby momma bye and tell your kids kiss ya, dismiss ya
45 words that you spoke with your tongue
Mac pass the gun and his killing is done
You niggas aint heard, Magic from the 9th and Mac's from the 3rd
You don't want to war with me but you done went far with me
Put him in the trunk this punk is dead, I done hit him in his head
with a .45 slug, now he coughing up blood
I'm a 225 pound nigga rapper slash killer cap pella grave filler
So what you wanna do, No Limit is my back bone
Slap a tank on your back if you say something wrong
About the clique I'm with, I'm a sick man
Wanna take his 5 grand, I'll leave with your dick in your hand
And I'm a grown man, and I'm down with Mac
So all you so called killers better step back
[Chorus: Mac&(Magic)]
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
(What you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
(What you wanna do nigga)
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, I gotta crew, so what you wanna do
(What you wanna do nigga)
[Magic]
Bitch ass niggas yall don't want to **** with us
We niggas who love this type of shit
Bunch of pussy ass motherfucking niggas
We the real motherfucking riders ya heard me?
Mr. Magic and Mac down for the 2000
Ain't nothing motherfucking stopping us
We tank doggs we can't be motherfucking stopped
You motherfucking niggas better listen
For ya get your ass wacked Ya heard me?
Well if it's on it's fucking on
Boss Chick
feat. Mia X)
[Mac and Mia X: talking]
So a check this, Would you die for me?
Kinda question is that?
just asking a question, Would you die for me?
Yeah nigga
[Mac]
Aight
I got a boss bitch and that's why I talk shit
She walk with switch
And she might smack you if you call her a bitch
She like them real niggas and hate fakes, and recognize snakes
And i hit that pussy till it aches
And when she nutting she shakes
When niggas shot at me she bust back
She carry gatts, her arm tatted big Mac
A boss bitch she with that
A paper chaser got her job, got her own ride and own place
And she hate when them ho's be looking in my face
It's cool to **** and she love
Grabbing on it in public
And quick to tell you
you ain't shit if you was quick when you nutted
Street educated
Keep her mouth shut when interrogated
She ain't a snitch bitch that'll get you incarcerated
ghetto fabolous drinched in her finest gear
Ice around fingers, around her wrist, around her neck, around her ear
And when we sex it's something viscous
That's why I love you more than them other bitches
ya heard me
[Chorus:]
That's my boss bitch, a boss bitch
Who you love daddy
A boss bitch, A boss bitch
What them niggas need
A boss bitch, A boss bitch
And what I'm I
A boss Bitch, A boss bitch
[Mia X]
Yeah,
All the time I keep my mind on money and all business that applies to me
But I gotta to have a boos hog nigga besides me
He confides in me cause he knows i ain't bout seeing him stress
I showed and proved that I can hold water on these 40D breasts
We been through so many warzones
But we made it back home
Singing that we won, we won
We shoot'em down, some gripping on chrome
I got him gone with bomb line between my thighs
I'ma rider, so i rides and we cruises all night
We hit the light baby boy it's just you and me
I don't care about your records or your lengthy wrap sheets
I want your babies to ride with Mama in the Merceedes
Them ho's is crazy trying to sweat you when they know I'm your lady
Suck my .380
O r run on up and get that ass wiped
**** the down low shit
Cause he ain't going nowhere bitch
This here is thick
So it won't be infultrated
Or playa hated
Cause that's the way this boss bitch made it
Mama Mia
Can I Ball
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man **** all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
Can I ball niggas or do they wanna see me crawl
Man **** all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
[Verse 1: Mac]
To make this million I'm bound to left uptown to go get it
Once I get it, I'm a split it with those who I'm commited
Like who, my nigga Wop, my girl Storm and the rest of my click
Everybody else be on some oh you ballin now (you ballin now)
Since you play me closer, I'm a get the toast, oh mark my word
**** em, **** em if they don't know what's happen my rap
If a nigga know me, he don't know me no more
Cause I don't hang in the same streets no more, I gotta condo
I lay low, chill, stay away from shit that get niggas killed
Call me fake then my niggas will say that's trill
Check it, funny high hoes be calling me jiggy now
Cause I gotta little jingle, mingle with the finest and sport diamonds
When I was broke I was skinny and full of shit
Now it ain't nothin for me to pull a bitch
I scratch off and I hear them hoes say he did that
Every bitch I **** be saying I'm tryin to have your kid Mac
I ain't with that
[Chorus]
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man **** all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man **** all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
[Soulja Slim]
I'm a try my best not to let these niggas bring me out there
They know you beefing with the ????, and them niggas don't care
Who they kill, and tryin to be a millionare on the real
But I can't a from with that foolishness so I'm a chill
And just pass through the projects that I used to roam in
Tote the black and the steel chrome and holler at trill
niggas like Jim Stone and
No more hangin, no more slangin pearls and crack pieces
No more fucking dog bitches carryin deadly deseases
They burn your dick off, givin you aids through the rubber
I had to settle down with a boss bitch and now that's my lover
She down for a nigga
And when the situation gets heavy she lets loose rounds for a nigga
And if I don't come home she'll come blood hound for a nigga
That's the type of bitch I need, no drink, no smoke, no weed
Hoes label me a hot boy cause I just come home and I don't get D'd
But I'm a boss baby, I like to floss baby
Can I ball yall, can I ball
[Chorus]
Now can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man **** all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man **** all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
[Verse 2: Mac]
Now Soulja Slim, my nigga, my nerve, my partner, my wootay,
my round
My ace, my dog, I was down even when you was on that ground
You camoflauged uptown that was some shit to see
So when they locked you up I continue the legacy
Now all these niggas claiming Soulja is you bout that ball
Would you die for me if a nigga pull up in that tinted car
I think you niggas sitting around waiting on my fall
Let a nigga ball, nigga let a nigga ball
[Chorus]
Can I ball yall or do they wanna see me crawl
Man **** all yall, if yall was waiting on my fall
Can I ball niggas or do they wanna see me crawl
Man **** yall niggas, if yall was waiting on my fall
Ya heard me, woah
[Soulja Slim]
Now yall understand.
Now you understand.
Macadon and Soulja Slim.
In the process of B-O-O-Cing, ballin out of control.
[Mac]
Bleeding out of control nigga.
[Soulja Slim]
Ya understand.
[Mac]
So uh look, I'm a tell these niggas like this here.
We bout to go get these motherfuckin rolexes shined up nigga.
And go get our chrome shined up.
And we goin ball ya heard me.
[Soulja Slim]
They ain't goin like that.
They don't wanna hear no shit like that.
[Mac]
They ain't goin like that.
[Soulja Slim]
But we ballin out of control though.
[Mac]
Bleeding out of control.
We doin them niggas like that so **** it.
Can U Love Me? (Eyes Of A Killer)
Hook]
Tell me why, Somethings make it hard to smile,
momma tell me can you love a child,
I got the eyes of a killer [x2]
So what you mean when you 14 and your life is a bitch.
That'll only **** the rich, what, poor folks die holding they dicks?
Never to achieve, only to grieve, so why we cry when they leave?
Is it happiness like we were taught to believe?
Is it hell for us, something like eternal jail for us?
I feel for us, cause my niggas 'll kill for us.
Do God love killers, Do God love thieves?
Would God forgive a man who murder to feed his seed?
If I'm a rebel tell the ghetto my story, the whole truth.
The revelation we can never avoid it like a toll booth
And I will never turn my back on the struggle, I'm still a soldier
But it's only right, I'll put up my fight and when it's over say...
[Hook x2]
Look in my eyes and tell me if you see a bright future.
Or just the anger of a stranger that might shoot you.
In so many words, I wish that I could change the way we was raised.
We portray slaves, but got enough nerve to hate the gays
Maybe I never understood life for what it's worth.
I never liked church, but I hate the streets and doing my dirt
But I'm not no hethen, cause I know without believing.
Will I fall short your glory for some fucked up reason?
And they told me not to question you, where those your words?
Or was that something man made up, to calm my nerves?
What if I didn't want forever, tell me where will I go?
I'm not that killer I just wanted to know.
You feeling me?
[Hook x2]
These are the words of my niggas who came round to save they life
For going through this shit that I speak every day and night
My auntie told me I had eyes of a killer.
And everytime I take a look in my mirror,
her observation I see clearer.
I can remember, it was back in December of 88'.
I was coming home from school late, So I took a walk through the park
Right before it got dark,
and I was trying to make it home before the dark start.
But you won't believe what I seen.
I seen some niggas, and they lady teasing,
I saw blood, and I seen the weapon.
And I was hearing the scream.
When them niggas noticed me,
I broke cause I'd just witnessed a killing.
And from that day on my mind has been gone look, you feeling me?
Baby, momma loves you
Cops And Robbers
Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.
It's World War.
Yeah, I send this out to my nigga.
Wherever you are.
We still ain't nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me?
Feel it, uh, yeah.
It's World War nigga.
It's like a deadly game.
And me and my niggas in it to win it, ya heard me?
World War nigga.
Check it.
Feel the wrath of a soulja, the Crescent City Jesus
I pack a tre deuce, got a army bout the size of Babe Ruth
To hit em, rugged even if it's unplugged for thug lifers
We be the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime cipher
We got the town locked
with underground stock around clock workers to serve us
Responsible for many murders
We left your town with all the gold pieces
Shoot the Sheriff to assure my family's convict releases
Pay the witnesses to hold they breath,
Non cooperation is only death, and no this ain't a phony Tec
I'm in a limo full of blow niggas
But I'm never high cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga
A trail of cops is followin' we start to swallowin' the evidentials
Keep supplier's name confidential
The crooked cops started buckin' at us
I made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us
I grab the Tec and started buckin' back
Cuz I'd rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in Mac
The head shot took me under
I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and badge number
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
T-Shirts and white caprices, my Daddy used to call him Johnny
I never thought them snake muthafuckas would be behind me
They took a shot nearly blind me
My eyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin' timely
I can't believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil' McKinley
I'll be a memory, shit I ain't havin' it
Fightin' for my life, the reapers grabbin' it
Just enough strength to pull the trigga once more
I hit his cabbage and he dropped like the Value Jet
I heard a nigga say he wasn't dead yet, they should have never said that
My life came back, like some supernatural shit
I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin' me with
Grab the dead cocked glock out the holster
Pointed at the rest of them and said muthafuckers I'm a soulja
You can't kill me, they said we'll see
I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me
I took my vest off, and threw it on the pavement
You never see the Mac's assassination
You motherfuckers.
And that's how it is in 99.
It's just World War against these motherfucking cops.
Feel it.
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
It's the year twenty hundred, the devil's still running
Money is done with, we only sold get your gun shit
You either ballin or you starvin, tombstones in the mystic coffin
On top of that we living in New Orleans
Yet I'm trying to make something shake
The only thing between me and my cake is Fake Jake
But it get trifer
If I escape then its cool but if not,
looking at a lifer, that's hard to cipher
Cause I ain't trying to hear put no chip in my wrist
I'd rather drink shit and eat piss, it's that serious
So get the phone, call my nigga Joe
Pray for me fore I go, running up in the store
Should I die following my big collection of dough
Tell my niggas that I didn't die poor you know
Old sucka John ass copper, trailing me in the helicopter
I cocked back, went to busting at the chopper
It must have been my niggas blessing, cause I got away without requesting
But thugs never learn their lesson
I'm strictly into banks, **** blacks, they ain't got shit
I'm running with an ex cop and an ex locksmith nigga
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
Y'all know.
Father's Day
I dedicate this song to all the kids out there
Growing up without they father in they life
That's some real serious shit
Y'all listen
I know I'm not perfect but I strive to be
Feel it
I met you at only five months, spittin image of a one night stand
Between woman and man
Beautiful baby girl, not a worry in the world
I see the sun rise in your innocent eyes and I'm hypnotized
Lemme tell you bout life and bout the way it is
Oh this world ain't nothing like folks say it is
Lemme protect you from these years to come
Bout a fairy tale life far away from the slums
You'll be mines if I could rewind time
You know me so long though, you got them killer eyes of mine
When you get older you understand
Especially when your peers tell you Mac was one hell of a man
I never met your real dad
And I never meant for this to make a nigga feel bad
And that's my word, you couldn't understand the essence and this I know
Cause I was there to watch you grow
Is you feeling me
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
Growing up without your godfather in your life
Young black male growing up without a father figure
Ha ha ha, makes it that much harder nigga
Trying to be a man with no example of a man
Mama doing what she can but she can't show you how to be a man
And this is where we break down
We used to be cops and robbers, turn into shake down
Now we living like rebels, born killers
We born to be kings and queens nigga, on the reala
I know that you and your baby mama can't get along
But there's no excuse, so leave the kid alone
Cause ain't nothing like the birth of a child
A blessing in disguise, the girls, the guys with they daddy's eyes
And think about this before you abandon them
The people they try and can't even having one
Before you say I'm preaching and you don't wan' hear it
Take a look in the mirror, can you feel it
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
Growing up without your godfather in your life
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
Growing up without your godfather in your life
Genocide
Master P]
Well, it's like this player.
You know, it's either we all strapped.
Cause if we ain't somebody goin die.
We roll on this side and they roll on our side.
It's like a never ending game.
And whoever left, that's who wins.
So check it out player.
[Mac]
Everybody's going trigger happy, wanting to blast
I remember we used to play ball and cut class
Now my niggas sport bulletproofs, clutching their gat
We all headed for hell, my grandmama told me that
Even now I'm going shell shocked, wanting to shoot
I was a little cool nigga to tell you the truth
They put the gats in the ghetto, them rotten motherfuckers
Wanted us to get frusterated and kill one another
Now we all beefing and it won't stop till we all sleeping
Everybody's got to die but why we point the finger at the white man
Nigga it's us killing us late at night man
So now I ask my God, is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas
My auntie said, Mac what happend to the good niggas
Am I a fool cause my heart be true
And I give a **** about you and you
But they don't hear me
[Ms. Peaches]
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide
[Mac]
Flowers in the soap saying I felt pain
Through the eyes of the youth I envision your gain
My nigga Eric was young when he was caught up in the drama
Them niggas took his life right in front his baby mama
Was that God or the devil, that shit is so deep
It's hard to dig it with a shovel, now we on that other level
That's the tale of the ghetto, never change with the name
It's a constant war, nobody wins, everybody pains
Everywhere they hating
They got me sporting camoflauge when I'm misled, preparing on the armageddon
And everybody to blame for the supplies
To the vibes, little kids they caught up in the crossfires
Is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas
My auntie said, Mac what happend to the good niggas
Am I a fool cause my heart be true
And I gave a **** about you and you
But they don't hear me
[Ms. Peaches]
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide