Generation Lost

**** thought I dropped

Swear they thought I rot

Thought I caught a shot

Thought I bought a box

That's why they target me

Cause I got a shot

They wanna own my plot

They don't know my plot

YUH

**** talk a lot, yah they talk a lot

But I don't need a whip until I cop a lot

I'd rather free a slave, I'd rather box a cop

I feel a lil' weezy, dawg the block is hot

World full of angels and drug runners

Things really changed since the young summers

Back when inspiration would come from us

Comfortable with pain like it sprung from us

Tell me how we lost the generation?

Brothers wanna eat they gotta ration

We ain't really exercise the patience

Feelin' like a target of the nation

My generation lost

Lost

Public enemy, militant fatigue

Malcolm energy, negro infantry

Equilibrium, high efficiency

Thought you injure me?

In fact, I disagree

Know my pedigree, just know my pedigree

Cause you won't get no call

I ain't no referee

I'm an athlete, global entity

But I don't want the shine

Never mention me, no!

I am a ghost

They say he "phantom with the chopper"

He never random with the chopper

He leave em standin' with the chopper

I am a ghost! ooh yuh

I do the most

Then I roll through the barrio slow

If they evil they body is toast

And I'm not even wanting to boast, yah

Not a game, life is not a game

Me and fake disconnect, we are outta range

High, fallin' outta plane

Yuh yuh

World full of angels and drug runners

Things really changed since the young summers

Back when inspiration would come from us

Now we comfortable with pain like it sprung from us

Tell me how we lost the generation

Brothers wanna eat they gotta ration

We ain't really exercise the patience

Feelin' like a target of the nation

My generation lost

Lost

We been lost, left outside

If we die, angels never cry

Take my heart, sacrifice

Load the clip, roll the dice

Yah yah

World full of angels and drug runners

Things really changed since the young summers

Back when inspiration would come from us

Comfortable with pain like it sprung from us

Tell me how we lost the generation

Brothers wanna eat they gotta ration

We ain't really exercise the patience

Feelin' like a target of the nation

My generation lost

Lost