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(Master P)
  Like 2Pac said  only God can judge me
  But I think only black Jesus can help me

Verse 1 (Kane)

Six in the morning and I see the sunrise
 Wish I died in my sleep didn't want to open my eyes
 To see this world so fucked up for me
 And my family  worked so hard but can earn a decent salary
 these bills keep whooping a nigga ass
 Spent my whole check trying to dress with class
 I found myself having to smoke weed just to chill
 Both my parents got killed and I ain't cried still
 All my niggas getting shot, peoples mama's smoking rock
 And who the hell can stop these fucked up cops
 They like to overseaers and we like the slave bitches
 Offer pussy to a nigga even though they got AIDS
 You jumping in that pussy thatn you diving in the grave
 White man build the prison and the niggas come through
 Like the motherfuckers giving out free barbeque
 Lock a nigga up for life and say fuck you
 Most of ya'll ain't make it pass the 12th grade
 That's why you making minimum wage or slanging rocks for chump change
 Alot of people died for the right to vote
 We don't use white devils taking nigga land and missuse it
 On top of that I think my uncle on crack
 My boy Quay Shaun took a slug in his back
 >From another black now he in the coma trying to make it back
 Come on come on
 My old lady think she pregnant I ain't got no cash for her
 She probably fucking another nigga I wouldn't put it past her
 My mind got me murderous like John Doe
 Bitch ass niggas trying to play me like a hoe
 And now I'm rolling round sucking on a steel dick
 Bout to pull the trigger end it cause I'm tired of this bullshit
 Know what I'm saying grown men don't cry
 But the ghetto got me wheeping like a bitch I'm gone die on my knees

(Chorus)

Black Jesus tell me why this world so fucked up
 Allah, tell me why this world so fucked up
 Black Jesus tell me why this world so fucked up for me
 For me a nigga

Verse 2 (Abel)

They say that I was dealt some bad cards in this game of life
 But before I take my trip I'm gone leave with them stripes
 Sending dime bags of weed, toting nines til nose bleeds
 My nerve so bad I had to pop one of those b's
 I had to strap my jimmy hat or catch this double mint disease
 See the devil in a crack pipe pointing at me
 I seen a nigga shaking just lke he caught the holy ghost
 But he really scored a gram of heroin for 80 bones
 I got them stones, if you take a hit you can't resist
 Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on that shit
 Do you care if you live or die, really I don't know
 But if there's hell below I think we all gonna go

(Chorus)

Verse 3 (Master P)

Tell me is this heaven, is this hell
 I ain't LL, but all I hear is funeral bells
 The ghetto's trying to kill me, a born loser
 A born hustler my uncle's a drug user
 I'm from the projects or should I say the 3rd Ward
 Where fools into killing and fiends walk like androids
 Hooked up with the twins or should I say Kane & Abel
 Trying to keep some change in my pockets, some food on my table

Verse 4 (Silkk)

You know what P your right
 Cause Silkk was on the block like last night
 Niggaz doing anything from selling drugs
 to sell mugs smoking that glass pipe
 I'm from a messed up city where niggas don't live long
 they parents out-live they kids
 Rest in peace to my homie they like split his wig
 Now who won't walk that last mile to they death
 Imaging taking a deep (inhales) that was your last breath
 Just imaging your mom was prostituting your mom was smoking
 Imagine your eyes don't close imagine your eyes don't open

I be like trying to keep the world and stay TRU
 There's too much drama in my hood, gotta stay cool

Verse 5 (Master P)

As I lay me down to sleep
 Black Jesus if you real, take me out this ghetto g
 Cause its crazy its wicked
 I got niggaz on every block trying to get a meal, ticket
 They killing they murder
 Little kids in 3 inch girdles
 And life is just like Pac Man
 Niggaz gumping up niggas but who gone be the next man
 To lose his shoes, I mean lose his life
 Who gone think twice, dying in this ghetto life
 Cause in the White House, politicians run the country
 But where I'm from in the ghetto's its bout drug money
 Ice cream slanging
 Niggas banging red and blue everybody's hanging
 Niggas bout it, little kids get rowdy
 But will I make it out this ghetto, I doubt it

(Kane & Abel talking)

I think the devil trying to get me to sell my soul
 He keep on walking with me, he keep on talking with me
 I think the devil's trying to get me to sell my soul
 He trying to temp me with the bitches and money

Black Jesus black jesus if you feel me
 Than save me and my ghetto people

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