Wow, it’s gettin’ real crazy out here
Everywhere we look we see crime, poverty, drug-sellin’ and drug-usin’, prostitution, homelessness
We caught up in some true hood politics
[Chorus]
Just because they smile and laughin' when they passin’ through
What’s up?
It don’t mean that they won’t kill you
Who created hood politics?
Who orchestrates these hood politics?
[Verse 1]
How long will we continue to live in this condition?
Most of us are livin' in a place where love is missin'
Negligence and dependin' on government assistance
Wishin' for a lick that we can hit, it’s nothing different
Hard to get some money so you almost out of luck now
Had to pull a stunt and got a felony, you stuck now
Did some time in prison, it was rough when you got busted
Couldn’t find no work when you got out, went back to hustlin'
You was still on paper so right back in jail you landed
You followed the formula exactly how they planned it
Locked you in a cell and then they held you like a hostage
‘cause prison is a industry and niggas are the profit
Actin' like they care but secretly, we gettin’ laughed at
How did our hood get tore up? We don’t even ask that
Lookin' for a way to make people open their eyes up
Others makin' laws to guarantee we never rise up
Everywhere we look we see crime, poverty, drug-sellin’ and drug-usin’, prostitution, homelessness
We caught up in some true hood politics
[Chorus]
Just because they smile and laughin' when they passin’ through
What’s up?
It don’t mean that they won’t kill you
Who created hood politics?
Who orchestrates these hood politics?
[Verse 1]
How long will we continue to live in this condition?
Most of us are livin' in a place where love is missin'
Negligence and dependin' on government assistance
Wishin' for a lick that we can hit, it’s nothing different
Hard to get some money so you almost out of luck now
Had to pull a stunt and got a felony, you stuck now
Did some time in prison, it was rough when you got busted
Couldn’t find no work when you got out, went back to hustlin'
You was still on paper so right back in jail you landed
You followed the formula exactly how they planned it
Locked you in a cell and then they held you like a hostage
‘cause prison is a industry and niggas are the profit
Actin' like they care but secretly, we gettin’ laughed at
How did our hood get tore up? We don’t even ask that
Lookin' for a way to make people open their eyes up
Others makin' laws to guarantee we never rise up
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