Ain't nobody gettin no younger man we're just gettin older and
We need to get bolder than bold as we've ever been
Our reference as Africans where our folks sittin
they cryin out laughin
The game is all you know so you in it to win it right?
Trippin a gang o' bullets decided to find a fight
Life is scattered in directions brotherly connections
Misguided youth driftin in the wrong direction
I hope for the best and say a prayer and keep steppin
Too many kids they own an automatic weapon
A lot of them wanna go home instead of hangin out
It's kinda hard when you're parents' straight smoked out
For you fisters, stay prepared for the up and coming
Get all you can while you can and result to something
You be surprised with this talent that we hold
But we forget and go sick outta control
A lotta homies to die, they left a true lesson
Or fill your soul that I love, this another blessing
You want funk, it used to be bing-bing
To the dome, but nah now it's really on
Go out back, what? To just to be reputable?
Hope you don't lose your life, fools are goin federal
I'm goin forward, showin em up like a pimp
And gettin the truck, you can sell each other profit
Don't let police try to grab you by your shirt collar
You witta black man, who understands black power
Pipin hot, are you the bad brother?
I love to roll rhymes, see my homeboys stickin together
Stay focused cos there's too many blind
Blind to the purpose of life and that's a message for your mind
Chorus:
Tried the dope about a thousand times
So here's a message for your mind
*Repeat x 4*
I once knew a man who couldn't read
He said "It ain't
