hey yo  check dis dope ass beat out  
 willie back in da muthafuckin house and i got my niggas  
 da menace clan on dis one to help me out  
 and we representin our god damn selves  
 cuz how da fuck  
 you gona tell me how to get to where i'm goin  
 when you dont know where da fuck you goin  
 man das da blind leadin da muthafuckin blind  
  
 I could'v been a leader not a follower a coach not a balla  
 I could've had progress  
 i could've lived wit less stress  
 but i took it upon myself and played da card i wuz delt  
 thought about my self  
 fuck everyone else  
 and they said fuck me too  
 but it was cool like that  
 see my mission was paper chasin and puttin da hood aon da map  
 now i've done been there  
 done that  
 took one step and dew back  
 for da life i wuz takin  
 wut da fuck wuz i thinkin  
 should'v slowed it down but i wuz speedin  
 and i wuz stuck with a code  
 and niggas waitin around to see if i wuz gonna come up befo  
 but i can fold like a bitch  
 seen da chance to switch  
 but i wuz brought up yo make it  
 seen da chance to take it  
 find a rule and break it  
 take a badge and shake it  
 and against all odds  
 get da fuck outta dodge  
 but I'm a nigga wit records dat da state can't file  
 young, blind, and wild  
 an uncontrollable child in da ghetto  
 but seddling fo mo everyday  
 and when i make up my mind i'm gonna get back in line but now i'm  
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 blind leadin da blind  
 in a world of wars i search for peace of mind my stabillity  
 fo my niggas and me said da way life wuz supposed to be in da ghetto  
  
 I looked out my window wut did i see  
 it wuz a crack head nigga starin dead at me  
 he said can i get a muthafuckin nickle for three  
 i told his ass to da better in his rorock swetta  
 he got a daughter he aint fed her  
 he'd rather get high  
 in his eye i see da demon  
 i can hear babies screamin  
 feenin  
 it demeaning to see him  
 to be in the ghetto  
 but this is where i settle  
 now wut would you do wit a strap in yo hand  
 gangstas do wut dey wunt to  
 suckas do wut dey can  
 my role modle sips on a forty botlle  
 in his footsteps i follow grab da brew and take a swallow  
 i've been livin on da streets since da age of thirteen  
 cuz i wuz sick of being raised by a dope fiend i so seen  
 babies need similac money dat wuz meant for similac wuz spent on crack  
 now do you wanna  
 no i dont and its a liquor sto on every cona  
 and niggas aint da owna  
 now listen, we cant afford to send our kids to school but dey got da  
 knowledge  
 to spend dey money on da chaps when we could send our kids to college  
 now here we are: hoes, dopes, dealers, and bums  
 at da white man's table still beggin fo crumbs but its da  
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 niggas shoot ball  
 (niggas shoot da logs)  
 nigas shoot da doves  
 (niggas shoot to love)  
 niggas shoot up  
 (niggas shoot pool)  
 but watch out cuz niggas shoot niggas too  
 so wut da fuck am i to do when niggas fallin down like flies  
 and dis muthafuckin money starin me in da eyes  
 and my brother sayin come on in stop buggin  
 but we done already lost 3 uncles and 5 cousins  
 to da streets niggas shit deep  
 no room fo da maple leafs  
 cuz muthafuckas play fo keep  
 i wunt respect when i step on da field  
 saw a nigga dat killed i gotta kill befo deez niggas get sum bright ideals  
 and start thinkin we hoes or sumthin  
 so when i see dat muthafucka nigga nigga staight dumpin  
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