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 do by turnin' and 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?