It's All Bad

E-40) Why was I born in these trifling ass times? Why is it mandatory that I carry nines? Don't be to civil cuz even white folks get jacked to Doctors, high class lawyers and even Japs too You ask me why I speak the real the way I feel How come we call bitches hoes and you call us negros? They want to do me like they did Stacks What is this young black man doing with all that scratch? huh I see some timahs on the yayo track readin they mail Talking bout "I got white girl for sale" But they ain't talking to me cuz I'm an oldie and they knows that I used to be just like them I tell them "y'all get that scratch" Magazine was never nothing like Bel Air High speed shot outs and shit, but I loved it there 40 where you've been playa, it's been a while? Marinatin' accumulating paper pal Y'all kind of doin it huh, you still grindin? Hell yeah, you know them tapes you keep rewinding Money ain't changed me, money changed the way people think about me When I was broke all I had was my family You know what kills me doe them fuckin' numskulls I hate when blacks be clowin blacks on all these talk shows It's bad enough we shootin up each other tradgically Two days ago they found some brother smothered badly Nobody's to be trusted in this day and age To much jealousy and envy on the wrong page And fuck the po po because that 39% tax I pay Don't get me nathan but a choke hold and some pepper spray Chorus Our father who art in heaven hollow it be thy name thy kingdom come