I remember as a young buck tryna get a grip on the Southwest Everyday I'm coming in with my mouth bust Cause I fought back I never hold out I'm still a man even with my chin blown out I held my ground the city didnt get to me But when I came home Daddy put his foot to me I lay awake praying that the motherfucker dies I see his fist and the pain in my mothers eyes They tell me lies they did when I was only ten They got me looney tooney I'm drinking boony gin And once again the city gave me another test I wasn't there for my brother now he lay to rest In the chest the bullet got the best of him They caught his killa I'm goin for the rest of him When they found that I'm down wicked clown Wicked sound pop pop the murder goes round And round I wonder will it ever cease Fuck the police they tried to rape my niece But at least she's ok they never caught her I'm spending nights in the gutter drinking sewer water I'm not alone there's others in my territory We all share the same story a horror story And it's gory I join the gang I'm riding high So if you try to take my pride then someone's gonna die Someone's gonna die cause it has to be So many people live life dastardly If your looking for the answer don't be asking me I either blast him or he blast through me Someone's gonna die cause it has to be So many people live life dastardly If your looking for the answer don't be asking me I either blast him or he blast through me In this city there's only two kinds of love Clown love and the love for the up above I fell in love with a bitch she hoed me I should've listened to the carnies when they told me Women are the devil they pollute your mind They take control with their hole and then they roll It's getting old I'm grabbing every both I find They try to play me I punch them in the lowers spine I'm on my mind I'm steady tryna catch a grip Don't wanna slip the ghettos like a sinking ship I'm going under I wonder if I'm alone I see my sadness drawn on with me in the ghetto zone I show respect to the crews and what's to lose You might get shot up in the skull stepping on my shoes My shoes are tracks there nothing but a dollar fifty Just wanna murder anybody tryna get with me I need my mother I miss her I reminisce I'm thinking about every Friday night she'd bring us chips I'm watching chips she let us stay awake late That shit was great but now it's all about hate Them days are gone I belong to another life Another time when different shit is on my mind Shit like murder death and graveyards Jokers cards and how someone's gonna die Someone's gonna die cause it has to be So many people live life dastardly If your looking for the answer don't be asking me I either blast him or he blast through me Someone's gonna die cause it has to be So many people live life dastardly If your looking for the answer don't be asking me I either blast him or he blast through me