[pop the brown hornet]  I'm not sure no more, constant war  What's it all for  Everybody out here poor  Niggas cuttin throat, got crackheads sellin soap  Little shorties down the block pushin dope and coke  Try and make it out the ghetto, where you gon run to  Overseer got you exactly where he want you  In the projects doin fucked up things  Like sellin crack, it's like my whole family's fiends  If it ain't one thing it's bound to be another  Peace to all the three time felons, word to mother  Niggas gettin hit with outrageous bids  While the next man's in the world raisin your kids  Now what you gon do, it's all up to you  Be your own man or run behind your crew  If you get bagged don't expect no help  In the street life erybody roll for delf    Chorus: (2x)    Black on black crime, you know it got to stop  It's time that my peeps we start reachin for the top  The only way we gonna get there is together  Let's start the revolution, you know I'm for whatever  If I had one wish, every black man would be rich  Own they own property, have they tailor-made bitch  Live peacefully in luxury, comfortably  Every memory would be a buttermilk fantasy  We'd enjoy the great outdoor, muthafuck war  Everyday lived would be like a paid rapper on tour  Without the problems, we don't really need em  Every wiz would be a dime, every nigga would be handsome  The only drug would be jaw weed  With a little bombazee, that's all a black man need  Money would be somethin that we burned in the fire  While lampin in alaska with your midnight desire  Sippin on daiquiri, happily enjoyin the scenery  Snow fall natural like a girl's virginity  Erytime be like the first time  Somethin like the last time, remindin you of your pasttime  When things probably wasn't that great  Robbin niggas for weights, spent your childhood upstate  Couldn't escape the gun slingin, flower bringin  Under the buildin callin yourself kingpinin    Chorus (2x)