[Chorus 2X] My country shitted on me (My country) She wants to get rid of me (Naw, never)
Cause the things I seen (We know too much) Cause the things I seen (We seen too much)
[Verse 1 (Nas)] It was packed on the Ryker´s bus The tight cuffs is holdin´ me shackled The life of a thug caught in the devil´s lasso On the streets I was invincible Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew What my pistol would do, a fuckin´ killa Mothers of dope fiend embarrassin´ me All in front of my friends In the street smile with no teeth I never knew daddy, heard he had a 72 caddy Died in a robbery, can´t remember him, was probably 3 Why didn´t my folks just die in this society Why wasn´t I a child of a doctor, who left stocks for me
Two little brothers, two sisters, them shortiez gots to eat Mother´s a junkie, she twisted, so all they got is me I´m the provider, with goals to do much better than my father Whether through drugs sold, or holdin´ revolvers Blurry visions of dad holdin´ me high It comes to me slowly, the words he would cry
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[Verse 2 (Millenium Thug)] It is I that step up Me that don´t give a fuck, you that bold, then it´s all over soldier Hummers and Range´s through the desert Fuck a 20 inch, long as we got gas and we got water
Troopers lookin´ for manslaughter I gotta get back, for what they owe Shoot´em in the back for the get back Lead through shit bag, hold tie gag Forget the life had, now we all rebels Everything burnt down includin´ the ghetto We can see 4 miles the land its major rubble And debris from the earth as we knew crumble Yo you could see the sea And the stars look closer to me I´m a mad man, this is a real life movie Mad Max S-K´s, AK´s max, ABR´s spittin´ and it ain´t a rap My mommy dearest pray for me hopin´ I come back But yo
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[Verse 3 (Nas + Millenium Thug)] Yo, I´m sittin´ behind these prison walls I got this pen and pad wishin´ on a visit, God Brothers is here for homicide and yo, it´s some for rape Some brothers innocent, I pray that I could just escape How is the war And yo I´m wishin´ I was in your shoes Holdin´ machine guns Clean fun shootin´ dudes with fatigues on Anywhere is better than this It´s America´s plan every color of man inherits the shit Yo I´m startin to think it´s all a scheme, nobody cares I know the warden is readin´ the scribe [MT] But yo I swear, it´s a billion dollar business
Courts, lawyers and jails We all slaves in this system, I´m bout to rebel
[Verse 4 (Millenium Thug)] There´s not a bitch in sight All block bench, all block gates All gray fence, look who fucked it all up, Mr. President I remember yesterday we was on the block gettin´ bent Now it´s state of the art I just saw the first dude I met here, his head came apart What a bloody mess, a slug fest I just buried 8 of mine, at night I hear grown man cryin´ You know I´m spittin´ mine I ain´t goin´ out here, we gotta win
Everytime I hear the wind I think a slug went in I´m checkin´ my chest, holdin´ my head Catchin´ my breath, watchin´ my back Smokin´ this grass, beatin´ my dick, thinkin´ of ass I don´t know what they broadcast, the news flash is fake Everyday I´m feelin´ like you, I wanna escape And if y´all niggas feelin´ like me, y´all niggas just say