(feat. Billy Cook)



[Eightball]

This for all my G's and my niggas that ride with me

Only God feel the pain and only he can really see

Through the eyes of a child

A baby born wild

Gangsta shit flow through his blood and no one had to show him how

Kill or be killed where I come from ain't no in between

Why trade the world just to be a dope fiend

Hoes have a child just to take a nigga change

Twelve years later he want to know his daddy name

Maximum security prison how we get to see

The only man resemble him and this shit here ain't on T.V.

Your favorite actor don't play this part

If you never live to sit you can't say his heart



[Chorus x2]



You don't have to believe me (believe me)

Unless you want to believe me (believe me)

But it's real (It's so real)

It's all real



[Eightball]

Yeah

Little girl

So precious and innocent to the world

Get swallowed up and sucked up by this world

Little girl you hide your pain with all them games

Gettin' high and sellin' ya soul who can you blame

Nigga love you what do they love what you do

It's aiight boo I know you gotta get paid too

It's a long road

Full of ??? niggas and hoes

Gotta be strong

Cuz It's so easy for you to be gone

Not here no more

You not breathing so yo not here no more

You touch no more

You feel no more and you don't fear no more

Not here no more

I know you don't want to hear dis

But somebody got to tell ya some real shit

Not sugarcoated

Cuz where I come from shit ain't sweet

You got a choice and it ain't shit for you in them streets

Black women be a momma to ya little babies

Get on ya knees and pray to God things change daily



[Chorus x2]



[MJG]

We ain't tryin to preach to ya

Just tryin' to reach to ya

See all of us are blessed with somethin'

But most of us don't take two seconds out of our days

to try to imagine somebosy elses hard times

Because ya too busy worried about cha own

If ya wanna know what real is

Real is experiencing good times and hardaches and being

able to balance them boats

But at the same time realizing that the world will continue to

spin with or without you

Lend me your ears, give me your spirit your conscience has to pay

attention to what I mention

I'm your eye opener the hope for the one to will never see the suburbs

And if good life is only the word

The phrase the life that somebody else is living

Although we human most of us continue to live in

In humane, dormanes whether pictures the same

Children being born using their mothers maiden name

We play the game of life but we don't all win

Most of us ride the bench until were called in

Struggling to get noticed in the side the one-sided

On nation under God so divided

Out of touch with each others cultural activities

If you don't know someone like me than how you feelin' me

MJG, the air we breathe makes us all related

So suck it up and realize it takes us all to make it



[Chorus x4]