[Verse 1: David Banner]
(Isn't it strange?) Isn't it strange
What life is, what life ain't? (Yeah!)
And lil niggas still think it's a game
You want a black president but we ain't ready for change
Lil chain 'round ya neck like we still slaves
My lil cuz comin up, he wanna be in a gang
My other cuz got knocked and he givin up names
Penalty flag, what part of the game is that?
Man the streets too hot but I don't be in the trap no more
We too familiar with them 6x4s, my nigga (Yeah!)
I'm too finished, had to hit it and go
And I ain't trickin, what you sweatin me for, hoe? (Yeah!)
Now you a lady of God, I think you playin with God, ma
I'll take ya more serious but you grillin' in my car
Monday through Thursday you ain't thought about church
But Saturday, you splurgin' for a skirt for service to hear the word?
That's absurd (Isn't it strange?)
I used to understand but now I overstand
The government's plan to cuff a brother man
And let another man raise his seed
Do at least, it's biological, they all got beef
It's all part of the scheme, we all partly beat
The cops target the weak and make us live in the beast
But if I pull and release, them pigs will pull out them sheets
And have a nigga hemmed up for possession
I'm stressin' cause it's strange to me, it's all plain to see
Y'all dudes is rockin' tight jeans like a dame to D
But you bangin' the heat, you a G, I'm a G too
Can't compare me to your style, ya see through
Homie ya like rainbow day, ya too gay
I see you niggas in extensions, man what happened to fades?
Folks is playin' both sides, that why she playin with AIDS
Man we livin' in the day and time, where we stand for nothin'
Fall for anything and everything they say is fine
Yeah!
(Isn't it strange?) Isn't it strange
What life is, what life ain't? (Yeah!)
And lil niggas still think it's a game
You want a black president but we ain't ready for change
Lil chain 'round ya neck like we still slaves
My lil cuz comin up, he wanna be in a gang
My other cuz got knocked and he givin up names
Penalty flag, what part of the game is that?
Man the streets too hot but I don't be in the trap no more
We too familiar with them 6x4s, my nigga (Yeah!)
I'm too finished, had to hit it and go
And I ain't trickin, what you sweatin me for, hoe? (Yeah!)
Now you a lady of God, I think you playin with God, ma
I'll take ya more serious but you grillin' in my car
Monday through Thursday you ain't thought about church
But Saturday, you splurgin' for a skirt for service to hear the word?
That's absurd (Isn't it strange?)
I used to understand but now I overstand
The government's plan to cuff a brother man
And let another man raise his seed
Do at least, it's biological, they all got beef
It's all part of the scheme, we all partly beat
The cops target the weak and make us live in the beast
But if I pull and release, them pigs will pull out them sheets
And have a nigga hemmed up for possession
I'm stressin' cause it's strange to me, it's all plain to see
Y'all dudes is rockin' tight jeans like a dame to D
But you bangin' the heat, you a G, I'm a G too
Can't compare me to your style, ya see through
Homie ya like rainbow day, ya too gay
I see you niggas in extensions, man what happened to fades?
Folks is playin' both sides, that why she playin with AIDS
Man we livin' in the day and time, where we stand for nothin'
Fall for anything and everything they say is fine
Yeah!
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