"I don't know WHAT'S WRONG with these children today." "Nothin that a good ass-kickin wouldn't help!" [Verse One] Lord have mercy, the devil he cursed me I heard you had the cup of life, and I'm thirsty My ****** keep fightin for a street, the white man own So many died, before they got full grown Plus I got an ingrown toenail I sit back in the window, and watch all the hoes sell A lot of ass for a blast (that's right) Plus my litlte sister is gettin fast Usin mo' ****** for financial aid (what?) They pickin her up from the 10th grade In a Jeep they try to creep Takin her ass to Lover's Leap I admit I'm a sinner (yeah?) Did what I had to do, just to get dinner But I was told you was the first G (no ****) L.A. is a war zone Lord, so could you have mercy "You know who the **** Jesus is.." [Verse Two] I admit, I don't call too often (I know) I wonder why I don't live in a coffin Cause I know, a lot of my homeboys pray But when it was time, they still got sprayed The grass is greener, in my neighbor's yard He's white, so his house is barred up By the windows and the doors But my moms gotta clean his ****** floors They won't let us in (that's right) Even if we learn to act just like them (word?) But if you don't learn you flunk On a road to sleep, forever on a jail bunk (all day) But I ain't no punk, and I won't get punked By the system, so I gotta diss 'em I was told you was the first G Somethin ain't right Lord, so could you have mercy "You know who the **** Jesus is.." [Verse Three] I'm dead, so bury me alive (six feet) Under all this ******** and jive Cause I know when you made South Central Shitty - it wasn't done intentional Cause I looked back before the crack Before the macks, in ************ Cadillacs It was the same old thing But nowadays, ****** mo' brainwashed And I can tell everytime I see L.A. Compton to Long Beach gangs talk I wish when my pops got the erection He woulda used protection And I wouldn't be a squirrel tryin to get a nut And I want the nut, just to get some butt It's like the battle of the ***es My head spins around like I needed a exorcist But if you blew up the world today it wouldn't matter (Nope) just send down a ladder To the people who had it the worst G I'm askin you Lord, please have mercy
"I don't know WHAT'S WRONG with these children today." "Nothin that a good ass-kickin wouldn't help!" [Verse One] Lord have mercy, the devil he cursed me I heard you had the cup of life, and I'm thirsty My ****** keep fightin for a street, the white man own So many died, before they got full grown Plus I got an ingrown toenail I sit back in the window, and watch all the hoes sell A lot of ass for a blast (that's right) Plus my litlte sister is gettin fast Usin mo' ****** for financial aid (what?) They pickin her up from the 10th grade In a Jeep they try to creep Takin her ass to Lover's Leap I admit I'm a sinner (yeah?) Did what I had to do, just to get dinner But I was told you was the first G (no ****) L.A. is a war zone Lord, so could you have mercy "You know who the **** Jesus is.." [Verse Two] I admit, I don't call too often (I know) I wonder why I don't live in a coffin Cause I know, a lot of my homeboys pray But when it was time, they still got sprayed The grass is greener, in my neighbor's yard He's white, so his house is barred up By the windows and the doors But my moms gotta clean his ****** floors They won't let us in (that's right) Even if we learn to act just like them (word?) But if you don't learn you flunk On a road to sleep, forever on a jail bunk (all day) But I ain't no punk, and I won't get punked By the system, so I gotta diss 'em I was told you was the first G Somethin ain't right Lord, so could you have mercy "You know who the **** Jesus is.." [Verse Three] I'm dead, so bury me alive (six feet) Under all this ******** and jive Cause I know when you made South Central Shitty - it wasn't done intentional Cause I looked back before the crack Before the macks, in ************ Cadillacs It was the same old thing But nowadays, ****** mo' brainwashed And I can tell everytime I see L.A. Compton to Long Beach gangs talk I wish when my pops got the erection He woulda used protection And I wouldn't be a squirrel tryin to get a nut And I want the nut, just to get some butt It's like the battle of the ***es My head spins around like I needed a exorcist But if you blew up the world today it wouldn't matter (Nope) just send down a ladder To the people who had it the worst G I'm askin you Lord, please have mercy
