This Ain’t Livin
It ain’t right / What you put your momma through / Young G / Gotta change your life / Take the game from me
This ain’t livin’
Nigga
I hear even the smaller G’s
Be dippin’ Chevy Impalas
While flossin’ their gold D’s
O.G.’s, is who they follow
We swallow tomorrow’s seed
What we leave is hollow
We feed violence and greed
Let ’em lead tomorrow
In time, they grip a nine
Sippin’ wine, they rap
Still I be starin’
Watch the parents
Sacrifice their child
The love’s gone
A thug’s home
With no love
Feelin’ so strong
Make young boys into drug dealers
Now one for adolescents
Now dos for those
Keep your friends by your side
Even close your foes
Now three for Johnny Law
Tryin’ to take my chips
I never pulled the trigger
Didn’t touch that bitch
Throw your hands in the air
It’s a robbery
(** “It’s Snoop Dogg” - censored **) nigga ’Pac
Would you ride with me?
Let’s go see what our enemies
Talkin’ ’bout
When G’s enter the house
Nobody’s walkin’ out
This ain’t livin’
It’s similar to prison
We’re trapped
My homies jealous
Plus they tell us
That the phones is tapped
I watch my back twenty-fo’ seven
And never let a busta
Send a G to ghetto heaven
You know
This is how it goes
When we floss with flows
Before I toss your ho
It’ll cost you mo’
I do shows, make a lot of dough
Murder my foes
But I’d give it all up
If it would help you grow
This ain’t livin’
[Chorus] [Vanessa] (x2)
Takes a life
To make a life
(takes a life)
Livin in the world of crime tonight
(takes a life)
Can’t find a better way
To pray for you
This ain’t livin’
Peep it
Gunfire is produced
At alarmin’ rates
Today’s youth
Quick to shoot
Get in the car and break
“It Takes a Nation of Millions”
If we intend to stop the killin’
Just search your feelings
Participatin’ should be appealin’
They’re our seeds
And when they bleed, we bleed
That’s what becomes of lonely children
They turn to G’s
Heavenly father can you rescue
My young nation
Rest the Lord will protect you
Respect due
Not a threat
As I step in blue
And check those
That oppose when I froze them fools
And who are you
To watch me fall farther?
I disappear
Reappear as the (** “Tha Doggfather” - censored **)
Follow me now
Skippin’ class
And livin’ fast
Will get your ass
Stuck in the Pen’
Doin’ life plus ten
Young brother pump your brakes for me
Before you choke
Won’t you soak up some game
From your big homie
This ain’t livin’
We givin’ you jewels
Use ’em as tools
Explode on they industry
And fade them fools
You know the rules
Gotta be a rider
You can run the red lights
But read the street signs, hey
This for all of y’all
That keep on raisin’ hell
Put a pistol in your hand
And let you fade yourself
It ain’t right
What you put your momma through
Young G
Gotta change your life
Take the game from me
This ain’t livin’
Chorus (x4)