[Hook: 4x]
"Here's a little story I got to tell"
"And this list goes on, again and again"
Uh, Uh
[Verse 1]
I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and come with God or you can go with devil
You can go and get a job or you can do some federal
But if I were you, I'd straighten up and do some next level
Huh, I often tweak when I drives
How can a small town like Vallejo have all these homicides?
Man, fools be droppin' like flies
Maybe we need more brothers selling bean pies
And it's a fool 'cause everybody mama's know each other
It ain't cool, but you know black folks like to act they color
Wonder why all the good people get put through
So many different changes of the weather
And all those folks that do wrong seem like they live forever
I wish I can rewind time
Remember when we used to get free lunch, and the city bus used to cost a dime
Runnin around, talkin' about you got the cooties
Liftin up skirts, and touchin' girl's booties
Boy, take those shoes off before ya come up in this house
And whatever you do, don't you sit on grandmama's plastic covered couch
Why is it that when all the homies get together, we go back in the days
And how come every time we get drunk somebody bring up AIDS?
Life is something you can't borrow and give back
Here today and gone tomorrow, just like that
Pat your abs on your back
Take some time out yo waltz
Tell your loved ones that you love them every so often
"Here's a little story I got to tell"
"And this list goes on, again and again"
Uh, Uh
[Verse 1]
I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and come with God or you can go with devil
You can go and get a job or you can do some federal
But if I were you, I'd straighten up and do some next level
Huh, I often tweak when I drives
How can a small town like Vallejo have all these homicides?
Man, fools be droppin' like flies
Maybe we need more brothers selling bean pies
And it's a fool 'cause everybody mama's know each other
It ain't cool, but you know black folks like to act they color
Wonder why all the good people get put through
So many different changes of the weather
And all those folks that do wrong seem like they live forever
I wish I can rewind time
Remember when we used to get free lunch, and the city bus used to cost a dime
Runnin around, talkin' about you got the cooties
Liftin up skirts, and touchin' girl's booties
Boy, take those shoes off before ya come up in this house
And whatever you do, don't you sit on grandmama's plastic covered couch
Why is it that when all the homies get together, we go back in the days
And how come every time we get drunk somebody bring up AIDS?
Life is something you can't borrow and give back
Here today and gone tomorrow, just like that
Pat your abs on your back
Take some time out yo waltz
Tell your loved ones that you love them every so often
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