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Hope this don't offend anybody But I gotta get something off my chest How the hell you think I'm 'posed to feel? I had a peace of mind before I had this record deal Too much stress when is shit gon ever change? And they don't wanna see you winning so they'd rather hate And real G's try to keep a low profile Niggas on youtube snitching on theyselves now Gave my nigga Bart 20 months Tell em I'm a hold his daughter down he ain't got nothing to worry bout While he locked up na Police messing up I'm damned they ready to fly Open myself up right and tear this city up That shit was damn wrong To the police who did it I hope you burn in hell with gasoline drawers on Turning 22 some don't make it this far Yep I'm blessed so for that I gotta thank God When Barack get in I hope my people get jobs I understand your pain cause right now times is hard No money for the hood but got money to build the mall People tryna find a way to pay they bills tomorrow And the goons ain't eating right So rappers jewellery is they appetite Yeah and that's a fact some 13 year olds will lay you down for a stack like that And man that's real life SongtexteSick to my stomach, yeah that's what I feel like Because I toss and turn in my sleep Woke up and heard another young'un gunned by police Ain't this some shit? When is this ever gon stop? Crooked government still got crooked cops (ya heard me) Toss and turned in my sleep Woke up and heard another young'un gunned by police Ain't this some shit? When is this ever gon stop? Crooked government still got crooked cops (ya heard me) Aus Songtexte Mania