Hey Nigga
 This is our last time bonita
 After this  we out
 I'm tellin you
 We die together
 An eye for an eye (In Italian)
 A tooth for a tooth (In Italian)
 An eye for an eye
 A tooth for a tooth
 All my niggas
 Feel me

 [Verse 1]
 I can't rest
 So much stress to live illegal
 My uncle on death row
 Waiting to get the needle
 Holla if you hear me  people
 This dope game is evil
 A bloody river runnin through the ghetto
 That new born baby
 In the dumpster
 She been dead for a week
 While the dope fiend momma
 Gettin high on the street
 Gettin beat by police
 Still prayin for peace
 Niggas playin for keeps
 Yellow tape and white sheets
 And time is going by so slowy
 I plead insanity
 My family my homies
 Sick of swallowing rocks
 To avoid them cops on the block
 Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell blocks
 This ghetto got me thinkin about death
 When will it stop
 Either you punch the clock
 Or you open up shop

 Chorus

 Everyday I'm livin with stress
 So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
 To the get the pain of my chest

 Everyday I'm livin with stress
 So I smoke the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
 To the get the pain of my chest

 Everyday I'm livin with stress
 So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
 To the get the pain of my chest

 Everyday I'm livin with stress
 So I smoke the cess (Please don't let me die in the ghetto)
 To the get the pain of my chest


 [Verse 2]
 Gettin murdered by the hands of a buster
 Over respect
 Last night my little homie cought a bullet in the neck
 Look in his eyes
 He kinda looked surprised in his last breath
 But life goes on for niggas
 Throwin up they set
 In terror
 In the ghetto when this shit ain't stoppin
 Niggas run in your crib
 And make references to why your momma
 Washin fiends
 Never with a fly
 Chasin a high
 And gettin AIDS from a bitch
 Ain't no way to die
 And everyday I'm seeing signs
 Of the end of the world
 My nigga Bobby killed himself and his lady
 In front of his baby girl
 Feds, watch a nigga
 Tryin to make the bus
 But niggas stay strapped
 And gats, we trust (C'mon)

 Chorus

 [Verse 3]
 Bill Clinton in the White House
 Fucking hoes
 Innocent kids gettin shot on my block
 Casket closed
 Hear the niggas in the cell blocks
 Screaming for freedom
 Tryin to cop a cigarette for stress
 Cause they need them
 Remember JJ got shot
 In a high speed chase
 Busted in the back
 Through the license plate
 My reality is fatality
 I verbalize pain before I be another casualty
 Infared beam on the glock
 Just aim and pop
 You see me for a split second
 And your dead and got
 I try to tell these young kids
 Go to school
 They wanna smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool
 They don't hear me though

 [Talking]
 Yeah man
 It's sad you know
 We ain't got no jump shot
 Can't play football
 We ain't got no money for college
 But I see these niggas on the block
 Rolling with their fancy cars
 Fancy gold
 Fancy hoes
 Nigga, I'ma get it how I live
 You know
 I'ma y'all young niggas some advice
 Don't get greedy nigga
 Get what you came for
 To many niggas dying
 Trying to prove something to another nigga
 Be true to yourself
 True to what you know nigga
 Stay true to the gizzame