People
 The world today is in a very difficult situation
 And we all know it
 Because we're the ones who created it.

 Chorus:

 What's wrong with our future? (4x)

 Verse One:

 Bust this

 How long will this last?
 A friend to the end  a memory in the past
 You think you're big  cause you walk with a shotgun
 I got new for you  your days are numbered  son
 Why don't you get yourself a job?
 When your kid grows up, do you want him to rob?
 Look at your mother, teardrops
 She just received a phone-call from the cops
 "Your son will do life, 'cause he wigged a man's wife
 Shot her with a gun and stabbed her with a knife.", or
 Take a look at your mother's heart torn
 She just received a phone-call from the morgue
 "Your son is dead from three shots to the head.
 The killer left a note and this is what the note said:
 "Never be bigger than you are.
 Never try to pose like you're a superstar
 Next time you rob somebody, and you give him the death-wish.
 When you pull the trigger, nigga, don't miss."
 Is this how you wanna be
 Dead on the street or locked in a penetentiary?
 It's cool to be free
 And it's alright for you to be you and for me to be me
 Look at you, 15 years old
 Coolin on the corner with a can of Old Gold
 Whatever happened to school?
 Yeah, sure you go to school, but you go to be cool
 To sport sneakers that you took from somebody
 To talk about the kid that you bucked at some party
 Life is a gamble, and you're losin
 Before it's too late, brother, you better start choosin
 Left from right, right from wrong
 Or you'll be singin that old blues song
 (Yo, you gotta buck em, or else you're soft)
 Some I knew thought the same, now they're way up North
 You ain't soft, cause you didn't buck a shot
 Put the pistol down, throw up your hands, see what ya got
 Old Johnny Walker from around the block
 Was livin' rather large 'till he got knocked
 He had "Livin' Large" on his Jeep plates
 "Livin' Large" on his real estate
 He even bought a diamond "Livin' Large" name plate
 He used to look at cops and smile in their face
 Drive a BMW and pump the bass
 One day, he made a move for a friend
 The f-r-iend, the voice said, "Yo, I need ten.", Johnny said, "When?"
 Later on that day, Johnny went to play the game he normally plays
 To do a favour for a chum
 You see, a friend is a friend, but then, some are none
 Cause when he got to the spot they were supposed to meet
 All he found was a police-infested street
 I guess havin a friend is rough
 Cause now Johnny's up north, doin push-ups, gettin buffed
 You see this chain I've got, I've got it, honestly
 You see the clothes I wear, I've got it, honestly
 You see the Jeep I drive, I've got it, honestly
 I work hard, it ain't easy being me
 Never had an excuse for life
 Just did what I did, now what I do, I do it right
 "Jumbo, Jumbo", they cry on the block.
 5.0, 5.0, lay low, here comes the cops
 Man, your lifestyle is petro
 On your knees again, because Jumbo said so
 "Free Mandela", you cried
 But you still sell dope to brothers and sisters outside
 Martin Luther King had a dream (ooh yeah)
 That's exactly what turned his dream into a nightmare
 Malcolm X said, "By any means necessary."
 He didn't mean just for you, brother, he meant for everybody
 Maybe if we were still slaves, we'll be closer; however
 Pickin cotton was bad, but we picked it together
 I pray for you, and you pray for me
 Sincerely yours, the overweight lover, Heavy D

 Repeat chorus to end