What uuup!?



This past year was a rough ride, joking aside

A lot of niggas left to do bids, and most done died

My neighborhood is like a ghost town

Would hype some trash

The BGs got the hood hot

With whites and rats

The old folks is mad at us cause they kids is lost

How you expect for us to teach when all you did was talk

The trickledown theory but this generation of thugs

Ain't nothing like my niggas was when was hustling blood

It went from weed to cocaine

Cocaine to drank

Drank to handlebar, heron, x and crank

Smokin dip, plottin homicies, killin theyself

Butt naked waving pistols round the feeling of death

Got mama crying, cause she know deep down they needin her help

But he's a dead man walking, still she pray for his health

Why did Cory have to die young

I'm losing my friends

Fought the war against Cancer

But he lost in the end





Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?



Outside I see the cop cars flashin they lights

Raindrops symbolizing God is saving the life

The sun shining so they say the devil beatin his wife

The body bloody underneath the sheet is waitin for Christ

The streets is hungry so I know they watchin

Waitin to strike

But anything you ever got for easy

Came with a price

It's just the chance a niggga took

He was shaking the dice

Committed suicide to get his chain covered in ice

I ain't gon lie I did the same thing

I wanted to shine

25 and had a drop Rolls

Top of the line

I came a long way from rockin up

Ounces or dimes

To moving big boys

4 or 5 blocks at a time

And since this rap it wasn't paying bills

I did what I did

Got my money for it

Let these niggas see how I live

Wrong answer

You'd think a motherfucker be proud

To see his homie on his feet instead of talking him down.





Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?



Now if the ghetto ever made a change

It changed for the worse

But I love it so I write in tears

And pray til it hurts

Prick my fingers

Til the blood stains would cover the page

Wipe my eyes and look ahead

And hope to see better days

I turn my TV off

Cause I don't wanna look at the news

Hard times seeing people crying

Arabs and Jews

Fighting for they religion

Niggas livin like niggas

Mexicans on the border

White boys saying kill em

Politicians playing puppet

Gotta answer me this

Do you believe you really God?

My answer is this

Did you say

Let there be light, give Adam his wife?

Produce the vegetation

Separate the day from the night?



Create the land and the sea and man in your own image

If not, then I want all this bullshit ended

Sending the kids to fight a war

That they ain't have to be in

Ask Saddam, shit is dead

Let's see you fuck with them Koreans





Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?

Who do you believe in?