So you're living your life trying to be right
Chasing the game but losing your life
Don't you know that you are special I know you hear me kid)
Special I know you hear me)
Take your time to grow and be wise
Educate your mind in the right things
Don't you know that you are special
I am that son of gun who gets you thinking bout' life
While thinking about mics I'm thinking about my rights
My right to speak freely without the influence of f**king TV's
Magazines the Internet and BB
I spray it just like graffiti on the walls of hood
Where shorty's is smelling weedy probably up to no good
Police cars patrolling for some property that's stolen
While them Spliffs keep rolling nigga's burn em' like wood
Bitches'll turn snitches when a woman is scorned
The Drug Kings f**k with Bishops and the Bishops the Pawns
The Pawns are the first to prison now awaiting release
With no game plan so probably gonna' return to the streets
And do it over the only change is that they getting older
Their heart is getting colder like the weather in October
Nobody can wake early and people ain't trustworthy
Now half of the neighbourhood is acting like they seven-thirty
It's crazy is this the place you happen to live
Where young kids spit saliva right in front of your crib
And when you catch em' red handed try and put em' in place
And all they got for you ' s a cheeky f**king smirk on they face
And no apology because that ain't the way they were raised
The only thing that really matters is to smoke and get paid yo'
Sometimes the hood is like the blade of a knife
It got you feeling like somebody f**king stole your life
So you're living your life trying to be right
Chasing the game but losing your life
Don't you know that you are special I know you hear me kid)
Special I know you hear me)
Take your time to grow and be wise
Educate your mind in the right things
Don't you know that you are special
With most of your time spent on merely trying to make the rent
Some crooks'll do your books for only twenty-five percent
And broke becomes a mind state mirrored in reality
With pictures of fatalities but never in a gallery
Hand to mouth living from what's hardly called a salary
But most times it seems just like you live some kind of fallacy
With people living callously you'll never be a Majesty
The world around you feels like it's a f**king travesty
And friends ain't friends no more
Cos' these bitches don't wanna' come around the ends no more
Take a twenty from you and paying back a ten and no more
And nobody seeing you wearing fresh denim no more
And everything remains a secret you ain't telling no more
You want your Neighbours to be quiet don ' t be yelling no more
And all them Drug Dealers you don ' t want them selling no more
Don ' t wanna' be associated with no felons no more yo'
Not everybody living like this
And in comparison some people probably living quite bliss
But this is for my peeps in the hood
For everyone without a voice and feeling misunderstood
And cant see a way out so living every day out a glass box
And waiting for the lottery to pay out
Sometimes the hood is like the blade of a knife
And got you feeling like somebody f**king stole your life uh
So you're living your life trying to be right
Chasing the game but losing your life
Don't you know that you are special I know you hear me kid)
Special I know you hear me)
Take your time to grow and be wise
Educate your mind in the right things
Don't you know that you are special
Brothers killing other brothers
I thought the idea was to love one another
Switch on the T V to one more death
If they keep this up then who the heck'll be left
So I try my best to set an example
Saying hype lyrics over breaks and samples
But not just to brag or to boast but to inform
Cos' I wanna' see the calm and not the storm echo)
