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I was told 'cause I witness the whole act
In and out was the movement of the
It was hot and sweaty and of pushin'
Then the nut gushin'

And it was hell tryin' to to the ovary
With nuttin' but the Lord over me
I was with a tail
But when I reached the finish line, young black

One cell made two and two made fo'
And so on so now I'm a
I got a hunch that I'ma be on lockdown, for nine months

Chillin' with my mother to me
And but a stomach to hide me
From all worry and bullshit
Nine months later, I elbow pull and

'Cause my time is up and I don't
one big push, I'm outta there
June 15th, it's my luck
In 1969, a nigga is the

Ghetto ass nigga, you shit
And you ain't never be shit

I how to walk and talk and all that
put me in school but it don't matter
'Cause I'm in history
Learnin' 'bout a sucker who didn't give a fuck me

try to shape us
But I know Uncle Sam is a rapist
So I stopped payin'
Ice Cube, headed, straight to

Fuck that shit, I the hallways
I'm home and I don't got all A's
A school dropout
My father had so I tried to knock pops out

But I got tossed, he's the
I'm out of and mad 'cause I lost
Now on my own is a factor
So I become the neighborhood

Gimme your car, run your
Makin' a livin', robbin'
And if I let my nine out
You know, it'll make your brains out

So what's your
Am I the nigga you love or the one you love to
The wrong is said, the nigga fled
I lead, now he's in a puddle of red
And if you got a buck, shit out of luck
Stuck up by the motherfuckin'

Motherfucker you to get a job
If you wanna stay in my motherfuckin'

Many men reject the traditional values
are important to their parents
Church, school and
been replaced by street, turf and gang

Twenty-one now and in paid
Feelin' bad from all the shit I
On people in the day
Plus, I got a little on the way

So I'm to go straight
I'm with my momma, out on a date
'Til the punk ass ran my plate
Now I'm on a bus

Oh, the young done caught a case
Sittin' in the mess hall, my grace

Sent to a hoe-house
Where all the products go, no
Yo momma, I gotta do
in a five by seven

Dear baby, your man's worn out
Of seein' young boys gettin' assholes torn out
And then he got shanked with a
And he was to get out soon

Is it my fault, he was in production?
Where a young black means nothin'
Just because I didn't want to learn your
You say I'm off in the slammer

And it's drivin' me
'Cause my little boy is daddy
I'm ashamed but the is
I pops let me off on the mattress

Or should I just hang from the top
But goin' out like a punk
My is fucked
But it ain't my fault I'm the motherfuckin' product

He ain't