| They say he was a monster from birth, so |
| Fuck it, I’ll just a lean warn-os them hoes |
| I suppose O took on the street life |
| Even though my mother told me I could be otherwise |
| Wasn’t the school type, I was too cool |
| My agenda wasn’t general education, nigga |
| Generalizing Obie’s expectations |
| It was like, a cucoo in twenty-twos |
| Bad news my nigga, pass the brew |
| Cause in a week we be pouring a glass for you |
| So rapidly homies become causualties |
| We was just playing Madden |
| Now a nigga sad for his family, that’s how it happens |
| Dudes get blasted, another casket |
| Another child becomes a fatherless bastard |
| Make a nigga wanna grab this rachet |
| It’s so tragic, and Obie can’t get past it |
| And you wonder why a nigga’ll flash it |
| Just to, show these demons that I ain’t having it |
| Put 'em beneathe the grass in a flash |
| Homie I’m from the craft |
| And to make it where I’m at, that’s called Soldierism |
| Real niggaz notice em, they wanna flow with 'em |
| Wanna do major shows with 'em |
| Get the fuck out the ghetto wit 'em |
| Heavy metal, leave a nigga twisted, don’t fret |
| This is the set we live in |
| But I ain’t crying or whining about my enviornment |
| Even though black folk is dying constant |
| Niggaz’ll shoot you unconscious |
| Wit no conscience, until you lose conscience |
| Conscious, and pompous white folk think I’m just rhyming |
| Just designing lines, just for the sake of shining |
| Like I just speak violent applying to the business I’m in |
| Rewind and find him in a dirty ass hood with no sight of climbing |
| Moving on up was just The Jeffersons |
| Rest of us watching the tube got less then them |
| So why you vexing him? Why you stretching him out? |
| He got the weapon all because his whereabouts |
| Born and raised, mental slaves |
| And I don’t see change before I’m seeing the grave |
| All I see is my homies corpse decay |
| Crying at his wake, can’t recognize his face |
| Face it, you not identifying with me |
| My identity distorts ya visibility |
| So you can’t see me, peep what he’s achieving |
| You recieve information from TV |
| I’m in the hood, I live it you read about it |
| Rest in peace Peezy |
| Please believe Obie eyes’ve seen The Wire |
| Prior to what you seeing on the screen |
| I done been in and out of the bing |
| Lost niggaz to unfortunate things |
| That’s why, praise the Lord I’m still on the scene |
| Praise the Creator who made human beings |
| Just for creating a nigga like me |
| A nigga that put the umph in G, yeah |
| Wake up |
| I try to reach out but you won’t |
| Wake up |
| My brothers and sisters, we got to |
| Wake up |
| 'Fore you stuck in the system, and then ya |
| Wake up |
| Reality hits ya, before you can |
| Wake up |
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