Why is it so hard to find someone Who cares about you? Who looks down on you When it's easy enough to find someone Who can keep it together When you've come undone? Every street in this city Is the same to me Everyone's got a place to be

If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street I hear Where you from, nigga?" "Fuck who you know, where you from, my nigga?" "Where your grandma