文本歌词

Broken home all I had was my homeboys
Either build or destroy what you going for
Just a pawn and a plan tryin' to hold on
When the smoke clear why was the war fought
Bout time you abandon the folklore
How you rich but your b**ch in an old ford
How you black sellin' crack for the white man
How you real wouldn't kill for your right hand
On the stand sworn in with ya right hand
It was all goin' good 'till the rave end
Knife scars on ya neck from ya best friend
Now it's talk leave a tec' on ya nightstand
Leave a ni**a dead to the world 'till his life end
You got it I armed it you dreamt it I start it
You're missin' the target what more can you ask me for
You want it my dearly departed
I cocked back and shot it what more can you ask me for
More black kids killed from a pill than the feds in the projects
In the planned parenthood playin' god with ya mom's check
You ain't even been to prom yet
Sixteen heard you wanna be a star girl
What he charge for the dream that you bought girl
What's the price for a life in this dark world
Couple hundred where I come from how you sleep when the sun down
I ain't really tryna judge they be lookin' for somebody you can love
He was lookin' for somebody he could f**k
Took ya body wouldn't bother with you none
Spoiled rotten in the bottom of the slums
Caught up in the fun
You got it I armed it you dreamt it I start it
You're missin' the target what more can you ask me for
You want it my dearly departed
I cocked back and shot it what more can you ask me for