[Hook] We party n bullshit, gunshots ring out Pop cris, sip mo, smoke weed, hang out Disstracks, Cadillacs, iced out, wood grains Spinning wheels, big bang, big budget, blood stains If we could only put our paper together and make a change Destroying the real and rebuild, one brick at a time, rearrange The way that we think, we killin ourselves, its a shame We gotta wake up and realize... that were all pawns in the game [Verse 1] Its kinda funny how we get in this game thinkin we got it made Somehow the person we used to be just up and got away All you hear is Keepin it Gangsta and Keep it real And everybody is thuggin and totin a piece of steel [Blow Bau!] How stupid did I feel when I found it wasnt about skill But about the label youre reppin, how you market your deal If I would a known from the beginning then I would a been winnin I would a been grinnin, wheels would a been spinnin We never stop to look at ourselves We blame our problems on other people But look at us, were crooked ourselves We cant even get invited to nuthin, without the fightin and fussin Police come with pepper spray, cussin and handcuffin Our little pride wont allow us to step aside, or let it slide And we forgot the meaning of lLet it ride And they dont even care, they just let us die Just another dead rappers CD that you steady by We ready, rise [Hook] We party n bullshit, gunshots ring out Pop cris, sip mo, smoke weed, hang out Disstracks, Cadillacs, iced out, wood grains Spinning wheels, big bang, big budget, blood stains If we could only put our paper together and make a change Destroy and rebuild, one brick at a time, rearrange The way that we think, we killin ourselves, its a shame We gotta wake up an realize that were all pawns in the game [Verse 2] Ive fallen victim to my demons myself, Im being honest I needed guidance, I used to turn to the weed and chronic, A product of my environment, my gun I would polish Instead of knowledge or opting for college I chose violence But times change, they think Im going soft, I guess... My stress gotatmethegoodiemobs thought process And it was like Jerome standing in front of me with a mirror I didnt like what I saw, but now I see things clearer And were flirtin with the wages of sin, and mentally Were all locked up, and physically theyre cagin us in Cause we dyin over a block, dyin over a street People in the Gulf Coast is dyin for something to eat I aint here to preach about rap beef, its not that deep Fuck your hot16s, shits not that sweet Everybody say they grownass men, ready to fight the power But we cant even fight our problems lurkin within [Hook] We party n bullshit, gunshots ring out Pop cris, sip mo, smoke weed, hang out Disstracks, Cadillacs, iced out, wood grains Spinning wheels, big bang, big budget, blood stains If we could only put our paper together and make a change Destroy and rebuild, one brick at a time, rearrange The way that we think, we killin ourselves, its a shame We gotta wake up an realize that were all pawns in the game [Verse 3] Look at the neighbourhood you grew up in, and tell me the truth It gets worse about a year, everybodys ready to shoot We cant disguise the fact, were dropping like flies And thats the reason it hurts to look in my nephews eyes That bullet that hit his back, left his legs without feelin So hopefully he gon walk again, if its gods willin ... Its killin a piece of my soul, hes only 17 years old So late night Im up, letting the tears roll Its so ironic, cause the place I played as a child Was the same place he caught a bullet, and laid on the ground Now tell me, who is it to blame for that? The little guy who pulled the trigger, or the older cats who gave him the gat? The cycle continues from day to day, I pray the lord Will make a way to take the hate away from us breakingawayers Our commonsense and intellect, we respect disrespect We our biggest threat and we dont even get it yet... Its a shame [Hook] We party n bullshit, gunshots ring out Pop cris, sip mo, smoke weed, hang out Disstracks, Cadillacs, iced out, wood grains Spinning wheels, big bang, big budget, blood stains If we could only put our paper together and make a change Destroy and rebuild, one brick at a time, rearrange The way that we think, we killin ourselves, its a shame We gotta wake up an realize that were all pawns in the g
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