On murder and the rising crime rates, pimps and prostitutes,
But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules
Take your hat off and get to cuttin: kung lao on that bitch
'cuz my motherfuckin' parents are too poor to pay for college,
And college we gave yal that sensation…
Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him
And prostitutes, and brutes controllin' blocks in groups,
Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools
And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,
Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that
And now it's real, the power kills me, how to pay for college shit,
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,
Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth
Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock
While prostitutes still getting money from sucking a cock
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