"WORLD SO CRUEL"
FLESH-N-BONE featuring Run
Here I go, rollin' off with all Mo Thugs, trues, still humbly united gathering
souls, and bail, livin' life daily, and y'all know we can plan, and still
I can't stand it, feelin' wanna self-destruct, but I don't wanna go to Hell.
Listen up well, as I tell 'em explicit, from all I've
seen, envisioned, and then devil fiendin', catch us, and he schemin',
but you find a way as I break up, repent haters. (We born simple from
hearin' we growed and) round and round, it goes on, fuckas on keepin' righteous
homies, searchin' where they hustlin', [no matter to me] so I'm tossin' alone
['til you're knocked out]. God done have a safe place for my babies.
Don't want 'em brought up so crazy in a cruel world, already like
Hades. Gon' make Flesh break down, sigh and sigh, by fine not hidin'.
Niggas, I find (?) at the bottom. My nine, I try to stay kind,
instead the (...?...) to shove it. Find the po-po beatin' down your
door one day to take you away and you won't see your (?) here no more, no
more, killin' each other over jewels and shoes. Shit, it ain't nothin'
to lose. Go get a job, pay dues, most fools do nothin', and I did my
dirt and ya passin' it out when he left, little Eazy, my mentor, came in,
handin' over the shoes I go walkin' in, then he had to go die, bye, why would
a cruel world take 'em (?).
Why, why, why are we livin' in a world, world, world so cruel?
Run:
This reverend from heaven just makin' you feel 'bout these problems forgone,
but nevertheless, I'm fresh with Flesh the solution's begun. Gotta
get ya'll, hit ya'll, with your fellas, makin' dollars and sense, but
the fact that whack rappers be jealous make this Reverend intense. I'm
flippin', I'm scriptin', I'm rippin' em down. They be burnin' my church.
No lippin', I'm sippin', I'm tippin', my ground gettin' worse in my
verse. Who got yo', macho, shot yo' kids, creepin up' on your crew? It's
kinda hot, yo, got yo' (Benz/bids), boy, and that's how we do, but still
I don't mind. It's all designed by mastermind at this time. Just
look at that welfare line and can't forget that black-on-black crime, we
livin' and driven and givin' them love for what they do in our heart,
for takin' and breakin' and fakin' them jacks, boy, ya tear 'em apart.
Just livin' in a world that's oh so cruel, that's tha tape in yo deck.
They take our money, rape our women, I come give you respect. And
I believe a lot of us shouldn't even condemn these rappers, because if nobody
would've told me about God, the church folks would've been talkin' bad about
me.
Why, why, why are we livin' in a world, world, world so cruel?
Flesh:
Think about the end, it's due. Maybe Nineteen-nine, then what would
we do? We breakin', let it make a change fool, do something that's
quick or it's over. Escape out the traps in our community flood with
a masterplan to get rid of 'em. See we got crack and all these diseases
they make us immune, and ain't it ridiculous, look at us strugglin', hustlin',
gotta make ends meet to pay my bills, gotta have ain't no grub on our
grills, stuffin to get to me fillin', that's only for real though. Still
people feel me, so many of ya'll are diamonds in the rough sho' nuff, better
know this when they get it better grip, tight hold of my brothas. We're
marchin soldias, and I told ya, and it showed deceivin' caught 'em on camera,
some coppers got no love. They see a thug comin' up, steady peepin',
that's when they force him, when they leave him. Just who the hell
do we trust? Only the rounds that pull the gun and pop it. The blacker
together millions gather strong at last controllin', (no mas/the mass),
no more violence, gon' stop it. (?) be prophets, and I'm proud be keepin
my Lord's watchin', and it's (?) when you think it's sin. Wanna live
by the sword? Gonna die, ashes, ashes to dust, been turnin' and passin'
(and not will outlast) Lil' Eazy, my mentor came, handin' over the shoes
I go walkin' in, put us up on game, but he pass, what a cruel world take
'em (?).
Why, why, why are we livin' in a world, world, world so
cruel?
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