Life N***as used to come and get me When it was time to disagree with an enemy Pass the Hennessy it gives me energy ...
Life N***as used to come and get me When it was time to disagree with an enemy Pass the Hennessy it gives me energy Packed the gat in the small of my back Where these n***as at I clear the whole pack Talkin' shit 'cause I'm down for my set I'm a vet Smokin' on a wet cigarette (who these n***as think they are) (wishin' on a ghetto star I represent my tar) I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs 'cause these westside n***as is harder thugs Enslave us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis Shootin' at your neighbors (cause sometimes I feel like a nut don't give a f**k when I open ya up) Hot rocks fly from the back seat and Busta ass n***as run like a track meet An if you crawl in the middle bleed mo' dinner little (what) Killer king is the hospital Feelin' numb from the bullets I hum And when they hit black mothers have fits I don't give a shit Fool I'm a vet you can bet that I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it) Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there (For life) I'm still there My house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass Up early in the morning takin' out the trash Feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser Two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser One on the peddles the other on the handle bars (what) Tryin' be ghetto stars they said: Are you from the west side is it so? I said hell yea and who want to to know (me) In slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud Puddle full of blood left for dead The pain starts to spread now I can't feel my legs I meet doctor who at King Drew medical center As I enter I see you He said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital I said I can't move my legs he said don't try to Now this ain't the end my friend but you'll probably never walk again I sit there motionless holdin' this pain inside contemplating suicide At night I jerk and jerk But my dick don't work it don't even hurt (damn) Now who'd ever thought a n***a rude as Ice Cube I be pissin' through a tube fool I'm a vet Fool I'm a vet you can bet that I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it) Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there Young ghetto n***a in a wheelchair F**k a V-A they need G-A Gang hospital for a crippal now I'm drinkin' rippal Same corner same hood I'm still there With bandannas tied to my wheel chair To all the hood rat hoes I'm fine They mad 'cause my tongue get tired Now everybody want to put they dope on me Sayin' I won't get searched by the LAPD I'm sitting on a doorway duece five Dependin' on neck to keep my ass alive I don't got folks but my arms about a one six My f**kin' legs lookin' like tooth picks Some times I can't deal got to beg the be G's to roll me up the hill Put me on the porch now I'm on the torch smokin' cocaine Just to maintain nothin' to gain nutin' to lose And last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom Feelin' like a two year old you can't get a sip from the brew I hold N***a its the only friend to a stranger AKA handicap gang banger There's a lot in my life I regret becomin' a ghetto vet Fool I'm a Vet [Repeat: x2] Fool I'm a vet you can bet that I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it) Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there Young ghetto n***a in a wheelchair Life Yea Life Yea Life Life Dedicated to all the ghetto vets For every n***a that done took one for the hood
writers: ANDERSON, STEPHEN WILLIAM/HUNT, LIONEL, JR. SHORT KHOP/JACKSON, O'SHEA
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