Ayo, yeah niggas   I'm talkin to all y'all hard rock niggas   Let y'all niggas know that I understand   What niggas is really goin through ya understand?      Motherfuckin' down to they last cent   Smoke the looseys   Thinkin' up shit to do   Doin' stick ups and shit      Bustin' at niggas, murderin' niggas   Gettin' bullshit ass money   What if that was your breed was you murderin' clown?   It's wack      Shout out to grandpa, you know what I'm sayin'   Shout out to grandpa kelly   My man Ralou's brother, little Deven   Ya know I'm sayin', Freaky Taliq's moms, rest in peace      Know I'm sayin'   Everybody wanna live the ill life, know I'm sayin'   But yo we tryin' ta live it like love, peace and happiness   You know I'm sayin', word up      I'm growing up in the ghetto   And there was nobody happy   And my head is mad nappy and   I'm thinkin' up a way that I can get some dough      Man I'm tryin' ta blow   But yet this record shit is so slow   I got the whole family on my back   All I do is eat and sleep   Run the street with that steel pack      You know the lost boyz got   With timbs and jeans   Field jackets, and hats coverin' the eyes   But listen, that's how it is   If you don't dig how I live      Motherfucka [unverified]   'Cuz everyday on the street   The black man is gettin' beat   Police line us up on the concrete      Now people look at me   And always see wrong   A new problem everyday   I'm tryin' ta be strong      Now how strong can a nigga be   When the blacks is locked down   And the white man's got the key   It's gettin' harder day after day   Somebody got ta pay      And in my closet lays an AK   The new [unverified] is found dead   Plus when he killed the girl   He put the gun to his own head      Ya never hear it on the 6:00 news   When my niggas get killed in the street over tennis shoes   It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man   The homeless keep warm by settin' fire to a trash can      Now everyday I need ends   New [unverified] my nigga weed   St. Ides is my best friend   Pa's is broke      No calls comin' in on my phone   And money I'm down to my last stone   My mom dukes is always bangin' on my door   My music's too loud      I got clothes on the floor   (Pick em up)   She doesn't understand   I'm cruisin' in the fast lane      I'm fresh outta nerves   Ma, you're workin' on my last vein   Now how can I explain   That I don't wanna take her out      But that's stuck in my brain   We're havin' fight after fight   Because I leave when it's bright   And comes home the next night      But that's the life that I live understands me   It's bad enough that Po-Nine tried ta can me   Ayo my lifestyle is rough   I got three sisters, four brothers   Man, ain't this enough?      But yet I gots no hero   But I got the 411 on the ghetto   Tune into channel zero   Tune into channel zero   Tune into channel zero      Everybody in the world   Everybody uptown   Everybody in Queens   Tune into channel zero      Everybody in Brooklyn   Everybody in the Bronx   Everybody in the world   Tune into channel zero      I live in Queens, New York   (What you do?)   I twist a cap with my niggas   Smoke a blunt let's start to talk      About this ill situation   That us blacks is in   It's time we build a better nation   Motherfuck them police   Some whites talk about peace [unverified]      But they ain't ready for the planet   Marky Mark be talkin' that slang   But he don't even understand it   Yea, I said, Marky Mark      Frontin' like the buddarist punk   I never saw you in the park   You give it all to your bullshit skills G   A white boy actin' black, that shit kills me      Pants hangin', talkin' slang kid and all that   I never seen you in the projects or black   Ya never wons no Grammy   Ya whites gave Elvis a stamp   But what ya plan ta give my man, Sammy?