Something 2 Die 4
Ghetto!
I changed?
You motherfuckers kill me
I’ve changed?
It ain’t that i’ve changed
But it’s strange how you motherfuckers rearrange
When I found fame
Point ya finger at tha bad guy
You know what my momma used to tell me
If ya can’t find something to live for
You best find something ta die for
[Curtis Mayfield]
(If there’s hell below, we’re all gonna go!)
Deep
Deep
La’tasha Harlins, remember that name
Cause a bottle of juice, is not something to die for
Ghetto!
Young Quaid, remember that name
[Curtis Mayfield]
(If there’s hell below, we’re all gonna go!)
Cause all you motherfuckers
That go to your grave with that name on your brain
Cause jealousy and recklessness is not, something to die for
All you niggas out there
Look how the cracker crumbles
When I say ’all you niggas’
Unite
One nigga, teach two niggas
Four niggas teach more niggas
All the poor niggas
The pen niggas
The rich niggas
The strong niggas
Unite
There’s more of us than there is of them
Look around
Check your strip
Deep
Deep
That’s something to die for
Black
That’s something to live for
What do I know?