yeah father we strong
but weve been in this fight for too long
plus our old ones are passing on
so whos to teach us the wisdom
its these young ones when they dont listen
thats the excuse we use
it takes village a to raise a child, plus these kids aint no fools
so take the time and give the time
and man i promise theyll listen
in the hood they show me a gun, i show them weights they lift them
so hustling is the only way for some
i poor liquor and toast dirt for those who fell in this race of comin up
the sun's still comin' up blood shed,
people lose losing faith and asking questions when god comin
a child was put on trial then asked a question
why you squeeze first and ask questions later
when he smiled, there was a mistrial, it took him a while,
but when he turned to the crowd he blamed it on now and then
there is no time to teach them whats the deal
so they find love and holler when they kill
ahhhhh-ah-ahhhhh, blame it on now and then
the street lights they keep comin, oh,
these kids aint comin' home,
the papers outside, thus money dont sleep
so they hot out on those streets like camels feet
these street drugs they never been hard to get
Cuz americas cup of coffee is a line of coke
and why is a starbucks line like a house of dope
man nope, dont give my child no bottle perscriptions,
you keep poppin those ones a days, it'll lead to early addiction,
is it friction thats being caused by a childs inner self,
lord help us, we call it a.d.d. but its just his energy,
and did you know it only cost about 20 billion,
to supply the whole u.s. with new books and buildings.
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Lyrics submitted by bob.