Too Many E-40

[Chorus: E-40]
Too many suckas in my huddle, too many bullets go through suckas
Too many born up in the struggle (too many)
Too many youngsters out here trippin', too many po-po out here pickin'
Too many real ones in the prison (too many)
I pledge allegiance to the trenches
That I'ma always stay thorough
'Til death do us apart, health and sickness
Overcoming obstacles and hurdles

[Verse 1: E-40]
In the street we hold court, when we need backup
We call our folks for tech support
Get it?
Tec-support, we play with street instruments
Put a ho on life support
Put 'em in the dirt where haters belong, show no pity
God don't like ugly and he ain't too fond of pretty
I'm tired of servin' base, running in place
I wanna be a voice of hope
Make the world a much better place
I've always had mouthpiece, got the gift of gab
Gab in reverse spells bag
Back in the day I used to bag them bags
A pay-pay, and I ain't talkin' Safeway
Got the block sewed up just like a quilt
I thank the lord and I'm thankful I didn't get kilt
Life gave me a crap hand when it was dealt
Funkin' over nothin', hella blood spilt