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[feat. Kendrick Lamar] Growin up I was a knucklehead, boy you never listen to me! that's wat my momma said I'm from the projects, I ain't never had shit, me and my older brother, we had to share a mattress No heat, no lights, had to keep them candles lit, my daddy left me at 8, in an out my life and shit Gang bangas dope dealers replaced my father, neighborhood hustlas taught me to get them dollas That's when I became a problem, product of my environment, it's hard to grow up be a doctor or a fireman When you constantly seein that g ride tires screechin and them shots firin all the time it happens frequently The hood inspired him to be a G, I bled for the game did it all for the letter B The big homie gave me the name jay rock, this ain't no rap gimmick it's a real life story on watts livin nigga [Chorus:] You can take, me out the hood, but you can't take the hood out me, and that's the way it forever gon be, but I can't help it I'm gutta, I shoulda changed out, but all my life I been gang banged out That project shit run deep in my veins now, and I can't help it, ooh who am I losin I can't help it And all my life I been gang banged out that project shit runnin deep in my veins now Let me take you on a detour, eastside watts, niggas will go in projects follow me home to my black n white appartments, police roll thru with caution, scared to death The homies got tats across them, capitol BH over they necks, since birth bangin the set, even the hoes bangin the set, some ain't, but most is hood rats lookin for that buck Them trash cans lay in the street ghetto technique for drive bys, for the low them 5 dollas will get u high Dice games, white Gs, fist fights, six fo's, el co's, g rides, and mini bikes Might see a couple of zombies late night, off what? off pipe membrane dead right, no lie Somethin in the bushes, either the AK or the.45, no lie Raised in the ghetto, with rats and roaches, smokers on porches, gettin high off yola it's colda norther but my city's the coldest Where we ain't bond is the city of mornin? [Chorus:] SongtexteYou can take, me out the hood, but you can't take the hood out me, and that's the way it forever gon be, but I can't help it I'm gutta, I shoulda changed out, but all my life I been gang banged out That project shit run deep in my veins now, and I can't help it, ooh who am I losin I can't help it You could take me out the hood but the hood will never leave me I'm still bangin, I'm still hangin, the only difference is I'm not slangin nickles and dimes more like slangin these rap lines Verse is the truth when I step in the booth, niggas know I pour my soul out for the strugglin youth For that fatherless son who needed love so he ran with a crew, grew up before his older brother did Gin and juice, replaced the pain I knew, carryin them thangs to school Them niggas was trippin I wasn't bangin the blue, but they had to respect me I never ran from who? nobody Put my faith in god it's amazin how I overcame them odds On my momma this past year my life has slightly been revised, but notice I said slightly Cause me bein absent from where I came from, that's unlikely [Chorus:] You can take, me out the hood, but you can't take the hood out me, and that's the way it forever gon be, but I can't help it I'm gutta, I shoulda changed out, but all my life I been gang banged out That project shit run deep in my veins now, and I can't help it, ooh who am I losin I can't help it Aus Songtexte Mania