*(Chorus)*   Sumtime life pulls us down   Help yo peeps when their down   And if tha system holds you back   Just keep on kickin and don't look back      I had a brotha who was in tha thang   He made his money with tha klick who had to have the same game   Money was the main domain   (Don't let em' keep you down Oo--h N-oo)   Didn't give a damn about nobody but his pockets and the ones that got him paid   Always had a bullet   For when he caught an enemy or playa hata tryin to take his spot he had to pull it   My brotha was a wanted man   Wanted by the other man   Taking all tha non-believers out   That was tha plan   'cause Bookie used to hang with him    And all tha time spent neva neglected   Never really said a word    Never disrespected   But worried in my mind tho   'cause maybe one of these days somebody might decide to make my brotha die slow   Or fast   Leave him layin dead with his cash   Then I get the bloody news that my brother passed   Sorry to say   R.I.P. it's non-fiction   Much Love to my brotha won't ya'll listen      *(Chorus)*      Me and my homie used to be tha hoods   2 little devils on the rampage didn't care ??? good   My homie was a needle freak   And everytime I went to see him had a different personality for every week   We used to make our money daily   And me bein tha partner in crime    To every victim it was paid   Maybe 'cause we had tha erge   To make our money off the well paid independent workers with tha nerve   My homie didn't give a damn   Co-operation was a big deal for the ones he jacked ???   I couldn't understand the hate up in his eyes   I'm strictly jackin for tha fun   He do it to survive   The only person who cared about his life was in tha mirror   Thinkin to himself "I'll dye alone...it's gettin nearer"   Only person that realy care about his life was me   But a bad case a needle made my homie shoot tha O.D.      *(Chorus)*      The last story's bout this sista Kim   Who lived around the corner of my block   With 2 kids, a little her and him   No help from tha brotha man   Tha sucker left her their with 2 kids and no ???   The option was the otha man   Barely survivin   Doin what she could   So in tha meanwhile baloney sandwhiches was all good   Tha 50 dollas every month not good enough   She had to pay tha rent   Now money started gettin tough   She got a man   Who did her kinda good in tha beggining   Then he beat her down took control and he was winning   For a second tho    'cause see tha brotha had a gun   Now she's doin 5 to 10 like a murda one   With tha kids in tha child care   She kinda sad   But knowin that they got a meal a day that made her glad   And knowin that they alright that made her day   So all she can do now is pray      Sumtime life pulls us down   Help yo peeps when their down   And if tha system holds you back   Just keep on kickin and don't look back   Don't let it keep you down   Whoa whoa   Don't Let it   Don't let it keep you down   Whoa whoa   Yeah