Black Mafia

[Master P]<br>Wazzup Steady Mobb`n and Snoop?<br>I know you all grew up in the ghetto in the westcoast<br>I`m from down south<br>But it don`t matter whether you from the eastcoast or where ever<br>Cause the ghetto is a constant struggle<br>It`s all about the mo` money you make<br>The mo` problems you have<br>I guess the ghetto is just consequences that we can`t exscape<br>You heard me?<br><br>[Crooked Eye]<br>So many murders jumpin off<br>blood soakin the street<br>So many children worldwide<br>With nothin to eat<br>There`s no peace<br>on these trigger happy police<br>it`s hard enough bein born black<br>these times are brief<br>Three strikes (Your out!)<br>Your little homie lost his life<br>Do a lot of things wrong <br>to feed his baby at night<br>I wish I could<br>Put a lil`, love in the hood<br>Once again, and free all my doggs from the pen<br>Mercy me, this world ain`t what it use to be<br>It seems the whole world`s smoked out<br>High off D<br>See my brother, murdered his own grandmother<br>Now that`s sick, all for the love of a hit<br>No protection, people, dyin of age<br>The Lord said it would be like this in the last of days<br>Kidnappin babies<br>It ain`t, safe for our kids<br>Man it`s such a wicked place<br>In which we live<br><br><br>Chorus [Crooked Eye & Marvin Gaye]<br>It`s a struggle in the city to survive on the streets<br> (Oooooooooooooooooooooooh)<br>(Mercy, mercy, mercy me)<br>The world is a ghetto full of worn out peace<br>(These streets ain`t what they used tooo be)<br>So many soldiers dyin everyday to earn a strive<br>(These streets ain`t what they used to beehee)<br>I`m tired of losin homies to this ghetto life<br>I`m tired of losin homies to this ghetto life<br><br>[Snoop Dogg]<br>This is somthin for the white, the black, and the brown<br>>From D-P to Oak-Town<br>And back down<br>As the world go round<br>Another war go down<br>Behind my smile there`s a frown<br>I`m a king wit no crown<br>Still I put it down<br>Acts all my tiny locs<br>That`s on Dogg Pound (Dogg Pound)<br>Now all my kin folks<br>Sometimes we have to pause, and reminisce<br>And get blitzed<br>And wish for potato chips<br>And Dip slips, curves, and knuckle balls<br>I wanna safe em` all<br>And buck em` all<br>But I can`t<br>cause I`m on a tank now<br>Think now<br>Stop, pause dogg<br>Put your drink down<br>I need your attention, undivided<br>Cause know a days,<br>Only the strong survive<br>Everything else, <br>is fallin to the left of me<br>With all this jealousy and greed<br>Dear God, have mercy<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Billy Bavgate]<br>Lord have mercy on me<br>Cause I wanna be a angel and fly<br>Tell me who`s gonna save the world<br>when it`s destined to die<br>So much hatred and anxiety<br>A patriot of God<br>Bein attacked by the anti-christ<br>Young brotha better change your life<br>Cause you runnin outta time<br>I wish that I could help<br>But it`s too much crime