Gun wars, money, hustle, the hoes   Niggaz that don't get along for life, that's how it go   Momma's victim, take care of there kids, and let 'em roam   And you can see how he or she gon' be when they get grown   Your childhood, ideals crushed, youth press due and stuffed that   Basically, just go fuck ya ass up, you a volcano about to erupt   Runnin' the corrupt guns shiny, but them   Basketball trophies covered in dust      Them babies kids, the innocent that was lost in   Not them, circumstances, and had that hand forced   When I was little, yeah I dreamt of the porshe, and of course   Ain't get it, admitted, them loose rocks, the only source   To that shit that rob and lease, preech the riddle was in reach   God, give me one last word, to kill her   Yo, you lookin' down in the hood, willin' with that advice   But it's beat the other nigga, gettin' killed tonight      Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change      Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change      Make a nigga say, fuck birthday, and fuck Christmas   Fuck a wishlist, I'm writing out my shitlist   It got a lot of names, I've got a lot of time   Blow out brains, see now you out ya fuckin' mind   You get gauged, for a pound of the wicked nine   Ya playin' games to the sound of them guns fire   Cereal and powdered milk, that was then then   A 1 Sauce sandwiches, we was children      Growing up broke, snatching chains and coats   Smokin' weed with coke, sellin' fiends soap   Drunk sleepin' on the bench, I couldn't make it upstairs   Woke up and seen the kids on they way to school, shit   Borrow money for my drug dealing friends   So I can buy beer, yeah that'll put me on my feet again   See, this real shit, you probably neva been through   Ching-ching, now I got bling, but      Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change      Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change      Back to back, nigga, just gettin' knocked   Since swallowin' the pack, guess what, his heart stopped   It all happens in the hood, it never seems to stop   And even the good ones, get drugs planted by them dirty corpses   Back to back, niggaz be gettin' shot   You would think that they would learn from they first time   Being popped from the hospital, straight back to the block   Can't budge my thugs, this is what we love and      Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change      Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change   Some things'll neva change