Riding down Glenoaks, I see the way that they stare Cuz I am riding in a Benzo, while they’re riding in chairs Is it my fault that we work hard, and they are loving impaired Say we do fraud and we took part in all these illegal affairs Now how the hell do you generalize and hate on a group Just cuz you saw my people done some shady shit on the news The media done messed it up and painted us as some fools Just cuz some people live by the saying you snooze and you lose Is it my fault that we are hustlers and we ride on the streets Is it my fault that if you talk shit then your ass we will beat We got a culture of some down ass people hungry to eat Cuz we were victims of Genocide, but we rose to our feet Then we became bought out by Communism, corrupting defeat Learning the tricks of the trade to survive is by cheating the sheets But all of this just some history, not no generalization Google Armenian and see how much we contribute to innovation [Prehook: Illem] If you’re blind, we’ll help, we’ll nurse you back to health Some sour grapes won’t make the wine lose all of its wealth If you’re poor, we’ll help, we’ll nurse you back to wealth Cuz we are all the same beings on this mission to help