C'mon Yo! Yo! Yo! 

Vizz aadiz r n8marz 2 wh8 p'rnz
uz wo'st fea'z a chil' wi dyd hai n hu lykz eerringz
Lyk wateva dey say haz no bearn, it'z so scaree n a houz dat 'lowz
no swearn
2 c 'm walkn 'rnd wid iz headfonz blarn
'lon in iz oun zone, cold n e don care
He'z a prob'm chil
N wat bothaz hm ow cumz ut, wen e tokz 'but
iz fukn dad walkn ut
Cuz e jus h8z im so baaad dat e blokz m ut
f e eva saw m agn e'd prob'ly knok m ut
iz fouz r whackd, hez mad so he'z tokn' back
Tokn black, branwashd 4m rok n rap
He sagz iz pntz, du ragz n a stockn cap
iz step-fadaa hit m, so e socked im back, n brok hz noz
'iz houz'z a brokn hom, der'z no contro, e jus lez iz emotionz
go...


C'mon, cng wi ma, sing 4 da yrz
Sing 4 da laftaa, sing 4 da teaz
Sing 't wiv me, jus 4 2dy, mayb 2mro da gud Lord'll tak ya away...


Nertanmen'z changn, nertwin'n wi gingstaaz
In da lan o'da kilrzzz, a sinr'z min z a sanct'm
Holy or unholy, nlee av 1 homie
nly diz gun, lonly coz don ne1 no me
Yt evrybuddy jus filz lyk dey can rel8, I ges waadz r a
mudafukaa dey can b gr8
Or dey can degr8, r evn wors dey can tich ha8
It'z lyk dizz kidz hang on evry singl st8men we mak
Lyk dey woooshp us, plus ol da storz ship us plat'num
Nw hou da fuk di dis metamorphosz hapn
4m stan'n on conrz n pochrz jus rapn
2 havn a 4tune, no mor3 kisn aaasssss
Bu den diz criticz crucfy ye, journ'listz try nu burn ye
Fanz turn on ye, att'neyz all wan a turn @ ye
2 get dey hands on evry dime ya hav, dey wan chya 2 lose yor mind
evrytym ya mad
So dey c'n try na mak ya out 2 luk lyk a loose can'n
Ne dispute won hesit8 2 pr'duce handgunz
Dat'z y dizz prosecutaaz wanna convict me, strictly jus 2 get me off
o' dizz streetz quickly
Butt all dizz kidz b lis'nin 2 me rilig'sly, so aam sign'n cd's yle
p'lice fingaaprint me
Dey'r 4 da judge'z daughtaa butt hiz grudge'z aganst me
If i'm such a fuckn menace, dis shit duz'n mak senze Pete
Itz all p'litical, if maa muzik iz l'teral, n a'm a crim'nal hou da fuck
can aa raize a lit'l guul
I kud'n, aa wud'n b fit 2, yor full o' shit too, Guerrera, dat
waz a fist dat hit yah...



C'mon, sing wi ma, sing 4 da yeaz
Sing 4 da laughtaa, sing 4 da teaz
Sing 't wi maa, jus 4 2day, mayb 2morrow da gud Lord'll take ya away...

Dey say muzik c'n altaa moodz n talk 2 ye
Well can it load a gun up 4 ya, n cock it too
Well if't can, den da nex tym u assault a dude
Jus tel da judge 't waz maa fault n aa'l get sued
C wat dizz kidz do'z hear 'bout us totin pistolz
N dey wanna get 1 coz dey fink da shit'z khool
No' know'n we really jus pr'tectin aa..selvz, we n'ertainrz
Of coz da shit'z affect'n aar salez, ya ignoramus
Butt muzik iz reflect'n of self, we jus xplain't, n den we get aar
checkz in da mail
It'z fuckd up ain't it
Hou we k'n cum 4m practic'ly nuffing 2 b-ing able 2 hav ne fuck'n
fing dat we wan'ed
Dat'z y we sing fo' deese kidz, hoo don hav a fing
Xcep' 4 a dream, n a fuckn rap magazin
Hoo post pin-up picturz on deir wallz all day long
Idolize deya favr8 rapprz n know all deyaa songz
Or 4 ne1 hooz eva been 3ough shit'n deir livez
T'll dey sit n dey cry @ n8 wish'n dey'd die
T'll dey 3ow on a rap record n dey sit, n dey vibe
We'r nuff'n 2 ya butt we'r da fuckn shit in dey eyez
Dat'z yh we seize da mom'nt try na freez't n own't, squeez't n
hold it
Coz we considr dizz min8z goldn
N maye dey'l admit't wen we'r gone
Jus let ar spiritz liv on, 3ough ar lyricz dat ya hear 'n our
songz n we can...


Sing wi ma, sing 4 da yerz
Sing 4 da laughtaa, sing 4 da tearz
Sing 't wi ma, jus 4 2day, mayb 2morrow da gud Lord'll take ya 'way...

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