Remember back in da time

When da only sign we had was picket

But now in '94 it be

This way somethin' come wicked

Gangs killin' others fo colors

Thangs that we wear fo fashion

Other brothers take it fo a reason

To be blastin' what da kcuf is goin' on

Not soft like buttercups but

Had enough of singin' dat same song

See I stayed across da street from da projects

Took out yo momma trash and groceries

To her trunk to keep my pockets

Fat like cellulite only been to jail one week

Fo some shullbit and I pray to God I won't repeat

I shoulda pulled it when I had da chance to

No I shouldna did dat 'cause if I did dat

Yall would not hear dat fat shit

Dat keeps you on yo tippy-

Toes like dat sellout not callin' no names

But really who's bad

I go through obstacles like a whole box

Of condoms you can't forget

Where you come from



Take a good look in the mirror and tell

Me do you like what you see

Masters of deception corruption and evil

But your always quick to point the finger

At me

Won't somebody tell me



Chorus:

I just don't understand

The ways of the world today

Sometimes I feel like there's nothing

To live for

So I'm longing for the days of yesterday



What gave you the right to misjudge me

And write me off on the wall

Acting as if you understand me

In reality you just don't know me at all

Sometimes I can't help but wonder

If this was how it's meant to be

But if you search deep enough in your soul

You'll always find a slight reminder of me

Won't somebody tell me



Chorus



A-yo

If we could all agree to let