Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Intro, artist - 8Ball. Date of issue: 12.08.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Intro |
| The streets of my city be gritty |
| Young niggas pack plenty, and ain’t never show no pity |
| Many die on streets of concrete, blasted from the heat |
| From under the seat, niggas just tryin' to make ends meat |
| Trying to eat, day to day livin' with no religion |
| Luxury cars, and this money got my full attention |
| School teachers and the preachers don’t know what to teach us |
| They don’t get a second look without them ghetto features |
| Created so the non pigmentated rated |
| Pornographic caught they children learn the words and say it |
| Save the monsters, but don’t nobody know the lord |
| Status depends on the baddest shit you can afford |
| And look at me I’m in the middle of the confusion |
| Crime in my blood and I need a transfusion |
| Take it how you wanna take it |
| I gotta twist and break it |
| Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who fake it |
| And if it comes out raw, and uncontrollable |
| Money’s foldable, fuck a hip-hop quoteable |
| Nobody felt what I was feeling when I wrote this shit |
| Broke this shit, but that ain’t new so I can cope with this |
| Hope it get better for those who don’t get a chance |
| To advance, and dig the shit I be saying |
| You know what might make what I say a little clearer |
| If mothafuckers judge the one they see in the mirror |