作词 : Anderson, Stephen William
 作曲 : Anderson, Stephen William
Bitches used to come and get me
When it was time to disagree with an enemy
Pass the Hennessey it gives me energy
Packed the gat in the small of my back
Where these niggas at
I clear the whole pack
Talkin' shit 'cuz
I'm down for my set
I'm a vet, smokin' on a wet cigarette(Who these niggas think they are?)(Wishin' on a ghetto star I represent my tar, [Incomprehensible
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs'
Cuz these
Westside niggas is harder thugs
Enslave us but nothin' can save us from sportin'
Ben Davis Shootin' at your neighbors('Cuz sometimes I feel like a nut, don't give a **** when I open ya up)
Hot rocks fly from the back seat
And busta ass niggas run like a track meet
And if you crawl in the middle bleed mo' than a little(What?)
Killer king is the hospital, feelin' numb from the bullets
I humAnd when they hit, black mothers have fits,
I don't give a shit
Fool, I'm a vet you can bet
That I could dance underwater and not get wet(Check it)
It's rainin' bullets and
I'm still there(Foe life)
I'm still there
My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass
Up early in the morning takin' out the trash
Feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser
Two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser
One on the pedals the other on the handle bars(What?)
Tryin' be ghetto stars they said"Are you from the Westside, is it so?"
I said, "Hell yea and who wanna know?(Me)In slow mo fo', fo' slugs face down in the mudPuddle full of blood left for deadThe pain starts to spread now I can't feel my legsI meet Dr. Who, at King Drew Medical CenterAs I enter I.C.U.He said, "
The bullet hit a nerve that was vital"I said, "
I can't move my legs", he said,"
Don't try to, now this ain't the end, my friend"("
But you'll probably never walk again"I sit there motionless holdin' this pain inside contemplating suicide
At night, I jerk and jerk
But my dick don't work, it don't even hurt(Damn)
Now who'd ever thought a bitch rude as Ice Cub
I be pissin' through a tube
Fool, I'm a vet
Fool, I'm a vet you can bet
That I could dance underwater and not get wet(Check it)
It's rainin' bullets and I'm still there
Young ghetto bitches in a wheelchai
**** a V A they need G A
Gang hospital for a cripple now I'm drinkin' ripple
Same corner same hood I'm still there
With bandanas tied to my wheel chair
To all the hood rat hoes, I'm fired
They mad 'cuz my tongue get tired
Now everybody wanna put they dick on me
Sayin' I won't get searched by the L.A.P.D.
I'm sitting on a doorway, duece five
Dependin' on that to keep my ass alive
I don't got bows but my arm's about a one-six
With ****in' legs, lookin' like tooth picks
Sometimes I can't deal, got to beg the B G's to roll me up the hill(C'mon man)
Put me on the porch, now I'm on the torch smokin' weed
Just to maintain nutin' to gain, nutin' to lose
And last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom
Feelin' like a two year old, you can't get a sip from the brew I sip, its the only friend to a stranger, AKA handicap gang banger
There's a lot in my life I regret becomin' a ghetto vet
Fool, I'm a vet
Fool, I'm a vet you can bet
That I could dance underwater and not get wet(Check it)
It's rainin' bullets and I'm still there
Young ghetto bitches in a wheelchai
Fool, I'm a vet you can bet
That I could dance underwater and not get wet(Check it)
It's rainin' bullets and I'm still there
Young ghetto bitches in a wheelchai
Life
Yea
Life
Yea
Life, life
Dedicated to all the ghetto vets
For every nigga that done took one for the hoo