CHORUS:
In my deuce and a quarter feelin´ funky funky fine
And I´m rockin´ that stupid shit
In my deuce and a quarter feelin´ funky funky fine

And I´m rockin´ that stupid shit

Rollin´ in my deuce deuce 5
Convertible top down so I can see the honeys passin´ me by
It´s a beautiful day in my neighborhood
But 5 or 10 minutes, a criminal puts me in a bad mood
And some would say that´s just a black man´s perspective
But nowaday, I find that it´s reflective
Of what I see goin´ down everyday
My brothers and my sisters gettin´ played
So we revert 2 committin´ dope, many brothers get hurt
By another brother who don´t like salt in his dirt
Cuz in the streets, see, that´s the way it is

U keep your mouth shut and stay out of other people´s biz
See, the system wasn´t made 4 me or U
And as a matter of fact, it wasn´t made 4 a poor white who...
Gets their weekly hit
Or should I say that weekly check and start depending on that shit like a glass
dick
These are some of the feelings that I´m holdin´
But everything´s fine while I´m rollin´...

CHORUS

(Don´t everyday)

How many, how many times must we commit crimes
Against people no better off than us, but in our own minds?

A-havin´ it, grabbin´ it, tastin´ it
And when U step off, I finally rub your face in it
See, the local´s preacher is not suited 4 the have-nots
The poor get poorer and the rich continue 2 clock ... not!
That means U end up with the booty
And we all know a broke man is a man with no friends
And that´s basically the way society is
And money talk, pusher walk and sleepin´ on the politics
Soon we must live 2 consolidate
As we continue 2 consume instead of producin´, seal our on fate
(In my deuce and a quarter feelin´ funky funky fine)

People right now really don´t give a damn
(And I´m rockin´ that stupid shit)
Cuz in the 20 mile radius, there´s probably not one black and...
Hispanic taken 4 granted and left 2 clean their own shit up, huh
No need 4 panic, I´m out
That´s bullshit!

CHORUS

In my... in my... in my...
Rockin´ that stupid shit