Lyrics
Tell us what you heard, gattin on the homies Central, y all heard that fucked up ass shit that happened to
It s a conspiracy, ? sometime i m not but i am to you
bein the black sheep
You know what i m sayin, shootin us up and doin whatever the fuck they wanna do to us
I got a few things to say about this fucked up ass conspiracy, when we wanna say it and how we wanna
It s a shame we gotta struggle to eat, my homie d is lyin off in icu
They say they put on the beanies and tried to gaffle d, you know what i m sayin
Tell us about the phone call you got, when we wanna say it and how we wanna
That s how we livin in the nineties, when we wanna say it and how we wanna
When we wanna say it and how we wanna, didn t find shit but insist they gotta give him hell Conspiracy, we get to smokin your asses like it s some chicken shit
they break more laws than a nigga do
i call it railroad
gattin on the homies
The police ran up on em with beanies on they head and, it ain t nothin but a color South, that s how we livin in the nineties
Punk muthafuckin lapd, they hit the homies with a beanie on they damn face
bein the black sheep
My homie d is lyin off in icu, i got a call this morning
all they tell us is lies -- chuck d
a diss to the fall guy
didn t find shit but insist they gotta give him hell
I got a few things to say about this fucked up ass conspiracy, they say they put on the beanies and tried to gaffle d
it s a shame we gotta struggle to eat
So for all you who don t like it, we need to blow em to shit cause it s easily, you couldn t yell police
tell us about the phone call you got
Cause the law protects your punk asses, but the scc ain t goin out like that, all they tell us is lies -- chuck d
i heard about that bullshit
my boys got popped
They didn t say they were cops, bein the black sheep, thinkin drugs
with blue-suited muthafuckas lyin in em
Shootin us up and doin whatever the fuck they wanna do to us, you know what i m sayin South, you law-breaking muthafuckas need to be hung
All they tell us is lies -- chuck d, if the system persists we gonna all be dead men South, bitch-ass sheriff
It s a conspiracy, treatin brothers like suckers
they hit the homies with a beanie on they damn face
It s all out war, y all heard that fucked up ass shit that happened to
tell us about the phone call you got
The ghetto is hell, cause everytime you see a black you wanna give him
But the brothers with gats are not dumb muthafuckas, but every day you re tryin to hang a brother, they hit the homies with a beanie on they damn face
It was a gangster move and still the suckers tryin to give him, but they got a case
A diss to the fall guy, it ain t nothin but a color
laws can t do me none but it s everyday