[Intro] We smokin fatty blunts {?} We woulda stabbed you the fuck up and put you in the back of the Caddy trunk Hehe, yeah, ladies and gentlemen Get your cocaine and your heroin You're in a situation that you can never win You notice that right away This is your world, this is your world And this is my world... [Slaine] It's like I'm walkin by Jesus freaks in the cheapest sneaks With the sounds of cell phones and beeper beeps Hot blocks with drug spots on the corner Gum white-out blunts rollin marijuana And I'm just trying to get by runnin through the city The same bums with me, with the rum shitty fuck the dum diddy, this society I got my eyes on them because they're eyin me And I hate the greedier likes to the media hype Cause these are the skeeviest types Believe me I can't take it easy at night I'm having dreams of the devil that ain't leaving m right I'm convinced I'm a prince, I glimpse at the blimps The hookers and the rookies and the pimps with the limps I've rinsed, my hands of the newspaper prints that hints at the filthiness of my environments They've got tecs to squeeze and ecstasies Unmarked cars with detectives, "Freeze~!" And you, you walkin right next to these Fuckin raw dog 'til you get a sex disease [Chorus: repeat 2X] Yo this is my life, blurred city lights Got society eyin me, is he blind? But this is your world, look at all the madness Do you have this in your sight? Look around [Slaine] Yo this is what we callin life You shouldn't have stepped in front of the alcoholic's knife You call it wrong But this is what we callin right, right? Aiyyo money rules it all from lawyers to politics High school bitches who strip for scholarships That gangster shit, swallow hollow tips The game of life is played for thousand dollar chips Follow this, they call Japs gooks, blacks spooks Whites crackers, so you grill whoever looking at you Villains in all colors, our forefathers But why don't you take a look where your heart is? Filled with more garbage, that's why we sniff and get high Bullshittin sittin underneath magnificent skies So my lyrics are are a sketch you catchin whiffs of the lies And my breath's a 100 proof, it wreaks of the truth I speak to the youth take leaks in the booth Piss warm with the shit storm the speakers are blew Look around what society is teachin to you What you ain't doin dirt? You got your feet in it too [Chorus] [Outro] Look around... {*3X*