Don't come around here Don't go around there If you're full of that bit They tried to burn me, lynch me and starve me Cause I'm hard, and I don't give a motherfuck! (what!)
Hey, shut the fuck up
The choice is yours so choose it You can join the mainstream way or get down with this movement
Street life mentality No open space is the fallacy The everyday reality A survivor not a doctor is what you're taught how to be
I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down
Cause I'm hard, and I don't give a motherfuck!
Hey shut the fuck up
Street life mentality No open space is the fallacy The everyday reality A survivor not a doctor is what you're taught how to be