Lyrics:

[Jamal] Simpty is for them simp ass niggaz Talkin lot, til I spray dumpin ??? niggaz Whenver talklin shit, I straight rip 'em And niggaz know I come equip when I whip them [Short Dawg] You say how can I make these dirty raps Number one albums, back to back If it was 1950, do you think I sell, no They probably throw me straight to jail I tell you life just ain't what it used to be Between you and me, exclusively Everybody's changed, were losing our minds The government won't help, cause they refuse to find A solution to the problems of the inner streets Its a shame what our kids are beginning to be Pregnant teenagers, young gun slangers There ain't no love, there ain't nothin but anger We don't go to church and can't pray in school Listen real close to what I'm sayin fool I know kids who went to school together Now they all grown up, tryin to kill each other Shootouts on the playground is where it goes down But back in the day, we rode the merry-go-round And some little kid might shoot me tonight And I always used to wonder what the future be like Curse words on the tv and radio You wanna see sex, turn it on HBO Late at night, you see women freak women Sex sale, that's why I keep pimpin I grew up in the 70s', somethin like Crooklyn But I was in Cali not Brooklyn I could tell the whole world was going crazy But it really didn't happen til the 80s' With freebasin and smokin crack A lotta people learned not to joke with that Streets flooded, with homeless folks Whole families, lives gone up in smoke We're all related to a crackhead Sometimes I wake up in the mornin and wanna go back to bed Layin these thinkin bout things About t