• Hookers walk the block
    Bullets run the block
    The Man watches through machines like a hawk to it's prey

    White Sox hit hard
    Fast food hits harder
    You choose to die by guns or poison while I lock my tail in the crib

    Too much talk about who got what
    Not much talk about we need this
    Too much gossip 'bout Wayne don't know us, but not enough gossip 'bout King tried to save us

    Let's hope to finally wake from the coma
    cuz we're leaving our future to hang on our corners xp