Artist: Promatic f/ King Gordy Album: Promatic Song: Life Typed by: gleger07@hotmail.com * * send corrections to the typist [TV News cast] In breaking news, seven people dead, thirty-five wounded after another suicide bomber strikes in a bus stop in Northern Jerusalem Breakin news, the twin towers in Manhattan have just collapsed by being struck buy two unidentified planes [Dogmatic] Ghetto children, it's a different world It's more scandalous everyday, but they dont really care about us No more picket fences, no more green grass No more children playing outside, no more mom and dad Things are different No more birthday gifts and good deeds that people do for nothing It's all about something Is it drugs, is it sex, is it money Is real life television supposed to be funny Yo its funny what we find to entertain ourselves Yo its funny how we got here and changed ourselves Are we going to hell or are we already here Locked down in the cell with 10 tattooed tears niggas Swallow your fears, we in the present building a future Can't go back to yesterday, now I gots to shoot ya They say its politics, but the streets shit to me 'Its All About Politics' you cant tell that shit to a G Nigga please my dogs aint eatin, we in the trenches With dauphins killers, haters and scandalous bitches [Proof] My mind has a foul (?), the problem son Watch the preacher preach and eating gobble swan I was fine until daddy bust It was all family love,fuck and daddy's nuts But mama had to push, dropped me ten-two Now i bear with this watch the evil men do Aint no (?) oppertunity Its like theres only one plan that gots to role with me Minority crisis to fight this stock exchange While you flood out blocks with caine for pocket change The illest sight of my life, a cracked head with morning sickness Tell me why the baby gotta be born addicted In this cold world with sin drives and daylight How the fuck we got gay rights than have slave rights Today might be my last (?) might see my ass The first straight (?) they think i hate fags I dont hate fags, i just hate people That break equal ties, make secret lies Like I slept through one night, my life was dead wrong Surrounded by internet perverts and kid porn My shits warm and now I'm pissing hot Kids get popped by all these twisted cops Fuck when this shit gonna stop, in the days of truth Jumping of the highest roof trying to save the youth [Hook] x2 Murdering human beings, no regards for anything Dope fiends, coke kings, neighbourhood (?) Open me, close me, oh please hold me Daddy didn't want me, Mamma never told me [King Gordy] Karosene heaters heat the house up Borrowing water from my neighbours just so I can wash up Using candles to see my way through the crib Its eight of us thats the way that we live Cant tell you when i last ate a meal Stomach growling, nigga hungry than a motherfucker Mamma's out smoking, please put some groceries in this motherfucker Thats why i chill at crack houses and get rapped They push some weight, I make a hundred fucking dollars a day That go blunts, King Gordy I just cant take it living bare naked sleeping with a scarf (????) three blankets Hoping police raid us, take us away I wait for the day, to have a warm place for us to stay Now I've been shot at, beat the fuck down (?) I even cocked back (???) I'm from the ghetto, unemployed, dropped out at age eleven With a wife and three kids, ah shit I'm James Evans [Hook] x2 Murdering human beings, no regards for anything Dope fiends, coke kings, neighbourhood (?) Open me, close me, oh please hold me Daddy didn't want me, Mamma never told me