Remember back in da time
When da only sign we had was picket
But now in '94 it be
This way somethin' come wicked
Gangs killin' others fo colors
Thangs that we wear fo fashion
Other brothers take it fo a reason
To be blastin' what da kcuf is goin' on
Not soft like buttercups but
Had enough of singin' dat same song
See I stayed across da street from da projects
Took out yo momma trash and groceries
To her trunk to keep my pockets
Fat like cellulite only been to jail one week
Fo some shullbit and I pray to God I won't repeat
I shoulda pulled it when I had da chance to
No I shouldna did dat 'cause if I did dat
Yall would not hear dat fat shit
Dat keeps you on yo tippy-
Toes like dat sellout not callin' no names
But really who's bad
I go through obstacles like a whole box
Of condoms you can't forget
Where you come from
Take a good look in the mirror and tell
Me do you like what you see
Masters of deception corruption and evil
But your always quick to point the finger
At me
Won't somebody tell me
Chorus:
I just don't understand
The ways of the world today
Sometimes I feel like there's nothing
To live for
So I'm longing for the days of yesterday
What gave you the right to misjudge me
And write me off on the wall
Acting as if you understand me
In reality you just don't know me at all
Sometimes I can't help but wonder
If this was how it's meant to be
But if you search deep enough in your soul
You'll always find a slight reminder of me
Won't somebody tell me
Chorus
A-yo
If we could all agree to let
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