| Aiyyo the police shot Cornbread in the street | |
| And they just killed Cochise over a beef | |
| Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are good | |
| Oh lord, please don't let me be misunderstood | |
| I gotta 10 fifty-fo' under the hood | |
| Several stages of lifespan, damned if I would | |
| be a dope when it's not a laughin matter | |
| Modern contemporary man still hunt and gather data | |
| They want glamour, the priceless prize | |
| Give 'em a torch and they put the fire to your eyes | |
| Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they pull your card | |
| Throw a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a scar | |
| Raise the bar, I pass it with the right scholastics | |
| They made it plastic, that's why they couldn't grasp it | |
| I always knew that you would fail me | |
| Once shame on me twice you shouldn't have to tell me | |
| And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with that | |
| I just ain't playin that, that's that bullshit! | |
| Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends meet | |
| Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs | |
| Yo - hold your head up, you only got your life left | |
| Make the right step and don't sing the wrong song | |
| Fight somebody your own damn size | |
| You dead wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise | |
| This baby here, gon' grow up to be a king | |
| I don't know how you seein things, but that's a fact | |
| It'll be over my dead body | |
| if I let you put a mother{f**kin} monkey on his back | |
| Shit ain't changed, it's just the choices | |
| The voices in your head sayin do what you don't gotta do | |
| They scared of themselves which means that they scared of me | |
| And them the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you | |
| The lord giveth and he taketh away | |
| God bless that I can live to see another day | |
| And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the neck | |
| Have some respect, I'll serve and protect | |
| Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street | |
| And they just killed Cochise over a beef | |
| And if my teachers could see you now | |
| They'll take your head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow | |
| You ain't humble, you mumble jumble | |
| Your tower of so-called power'll crumble | |
| You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's heart | |
| I need another start, cause if I knew then | |
| what I know now, it'll be wild | |
| Booyaka! Booyaka! I'll put you in the ground | |
| A peaceful man ain't got no place here | |
| I guess you wanna see 'em all die with the lambs | |
| I face fear everyday 'til the space is clear | |
| Then I fight 'em like a man cause it's what I am | |
| Somebody told me the road to freedom is lonely | |
| but I swear I ain't goin on my own | |
| I'm takin my sisters, my families, my homies | |
| Now I'm about to take this mother(f**ker) home | |
| Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the street | |
| And they just killed Cochise over a beef | |
| Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends meet | |
| Half dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs |
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