Quasi O.G.-Shyne

No no no more troubles No more troubles We ain't the problem ni**a We don't need no more trouble, no more trouble I ain't the problem Solve me, if I am ever solved motherf**kers Solve the sh*t I insist I ain't goin' nowhere It's too this It's too dogg It's too valid yea yea See what the f**k happens when the CIA conspired? Distribute crack in my environment, the roosters crow Man, black people don't own no ports or boats So tell me how the f**k we gettin' all this coke? Offa knowledge I choke Spitting up truths hopin' The young youth a soldier hear me dearly GW Bush fear me They know I know, they want to sweep us under rugs Hopin' we just keep killin', shootin' each other with slugs Look up above and pray to god he protect me From these cold jurors and the heartless judge Imagine, grow'n up and never have'n; Faggot a** pops actin like you never happened F**ked up! Watching the tears stream down yo mammas cheek She helpless in the kitchen looking for eats Peace! Yea ni**a, I'm here what the f**k y'all gonna do about it? huh? Do somethin' about me Call my source, ya hear me? feel me? Stop talkin' bout stop talkin' bout how f**ked up I am Get me right, save me ni**a, huh? I'm a snort away from an overdose A couple a drug deals from death and too far from hope I never asked to be here In this maze to an early grave Jail cells, guns fights and crack sales Trying to post bond on this oversized bail How dare ya'all point the finger at me 'Cause i'm a straight g ain't that what it's supposed to be? Sh*t I'm just following the tradition of ?Joe Kenny? Bootlegging ties with the mob n sh*t Capitalism money and power Catch me in the trump tower with a honey and powder My lifes slippin from me, y'all niggas is funny Tell me shyne po, he can't get that money F**k! Am I supposed to do, ni**a starve and go hungry? Right! I'm here We here Ain't goin' nowhere Problems is startin' to happen And we was at fault? Ni**a this sh*t has been goin' on ni**a 300 years motherf**kers Shh, Close ya eyes,listen hear my heart beatin'? Po's racing, I can't take it The futures too dark and hopeless for me to face it Only god knows if I make it Walking through the depths of hell It's hard for me to smile When I'm innocent and still, I'm facing trial God! Save me Secret societies manipulating the dumb def and blind And yet they want to blame it on shyne Like I'm responsible for the countries murder rate Responsible for babies born high off base This shits is bigger than me, I told y'all I'm just a pawn So is Boy George sippin' Nick Bawns I hope my babies havin' babies pushin' rhymes It's a brighter day if you just let it beyond To my moms I'm sorry for the pain I've caused Your baby boys dying of a broken heart Got ties to my own blood walking to the eternal fire Crack money in the dryer