[Jamal]

Simpty is for them simp ass niggaz

Talkin lot, til I spray dumpin ??? niggaz

Whenver talklin shit, I straight rip 'em

And niggaz know I come equip when I whip them



[Short Dawg]

You say how can I make these dirty raps

Number one albums, back to back

If it was 1950, do you think I sell, no

They probably throw me straight to jail

I tell you life just ain't what it used to be

Between you and me, exclusively

Everybody's changed, were losing our minds

The government won't help, cause they refuse to find

A solution to the problems of the inner streets

Its a shame what our kids are beginning to be

Pregnant teenagers, young gun slangers

There ain't no love, there ain't nothin but anger

We don't go to church and can't pray in school

Listen real close to what I'm sayin fool

I know kids who went to school together

Now they all grown up, tryin to kill each other

Shootouts on the playground is where it goes down

But back in the day, we rode the merry-go-round

And some little kid might shoot me tonight

And I always used to wonder what the future be like

Curse words on the tv and radio

You wanna see sex, turn it on HBO

Late at night, you see women freak women

Sex sale, that's why I keep pimpin

I grew up in the 70s', somethin like Crooklyn

But I was in Cali not Brooklyn

I could tell the whole world was going crazy

But it really didn't happen til the 80s'

With freebasin and smokin crack

A lotta people learned not to joke with that

Streets flooded, with homeless folks

Whole families, lives gone up in smoke

We're all related to a crackhead

Sometimes I wake up in the mornin and wanna go back to bed

Layin these thinkin bout things

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