it started off, a beautiful day in the neighborhood
birds singing, dealers all slinging the way they should
you hear the alarm, and you roll outta bed
grab ya phat farms and a rag for ya head
scoop up the burner and a handful of lead
but hope you don't need it, already too many dead
now you step outside and the light hits your eyes
so your shades cut the glare and provide a disguise
and you offer a prayer, to the tropical skies
cuz your fully aware, you may not get back inside
wearin ya brim low you start to walk to the park
gangsta stroll slow, head for the usual spot
look for the rock, it's the usual drop
but there's a hole in the plot, and unusual cop
grab the brown bag, try to stuff it in your back-pack
but here comes the officer, he wants to search the knap-sack
but just then, as he opens up the crack bag
off in the distance, you hear the sound of a gat crack
and that's that, he has a slug in his spine
cut down in his prime by ya homie from behind
what was he thinking, when he pulled out his nine
now you check his vital signs pray to got he's alive
but it's not looking good, cuz you can't find his pulse
and he's starting to bleed, from the side of his mouth
now you're ready to leave, but your homeboy's no help
already turned around, screamed "THUG LIFE" and peaced out
so you're feelin abandoned, like nobody's got your back
as ou sit with a dead pig, some crack and a gat
they're on all sides now, it looks like your trapped
then things go to hell, as you reach for your strap
now there's no turning back, things are starting to go black
and it's impossible to tell who even made the first attack
if you could backtrack, and rewind ya life back
when you woke up this morning, would you still bring the mac???
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