Why

Since you were born you watched TVCartoons with violence and greedIn your world all that was OKYour parents never taught you rightFrom wrong, brother taught you to fightNow it's time to show them what you've gotTime to show them what you've gotAn attitude, a fancy carYour buddies got your backYour parents' house compared to yoursLooks something like a shackIn your thirty seven gunsThe bullets painted redA simple stare is all it takesTo fill 'em up with lead butWhy, are you acting like you're someone else?Why, can't you stop thinking about yourselfLast Friday night you went drivingA stolen car and golden ringsIt was something you just had to doYour little friends the cops caught youYou're sentenced for a long timeNow tell me what you're gonna doIn a world where no one caresLabels i don't want to wearI had a dream that i could once walkSafely in the streetsYou had to take it away from me