What Kind Of World

Do we think we'll ever be able to go back to havin fair

Once from the shoulder fist and plams

Instead shootin each other in the jaw

Now that they change the gun laws

I doubt it that's like they askin these rappers

To stop braggin about they jewellery and money

It ain't gonna happen

Family can say anything to you like your feelings don't work

But if you say something to them they get all but hurt

We living in a different time lucifer's busy but he can't win

Cause i got faith in god and the blood jesus over my skin

How comes everytime i turn on the news

The news refuse to show anything positive just only the negative

And the people i respect the most been lettin me down

Used to be solid as the ground now they be on this clown shit

Too old for this shit they not a leader they record conversations

And put ya on the loudspeaker and try to get you to murder mouth a dude

By talkin down on a dude so you can feel that it's cool but it's a set up

And suckas do anything for some tail

Try to turn a hoe into a house life that's why 53.1 % of all marriages fail

And as far a road rage, you gotta be careful what you do

Cause you neva know what the next person is goin through

What kind of world are we living in

Jealousy and deceptions

Life lessons be so treacherous

I pray that god keeps on blessing us

What kind of world are we living in

Poverty and corruption

Blood stains is the evidence

I think i'll write a letter to my president

He used to be a hitter

Backwards ass smile then he slowed his ass down

Cause he had his first child

Started goin to church a whole new environment

Till his bro bro got hit brought him out of retirement

You ain't gotta look for trouble cause trouble will find you

Even if you seasoned like barbecue or bar gumbo roux

These youngsters will try you and try to test your patience

But it take patience to catch a patient

Caught him slippy, slippy lean in the chevy box

Unloaded the magazine in his dreadlocks

Da da dah that's how that stick sounds

Da da dah feel somethang round

They wasn't fuckin round knocked a nigga down

Left his brains in his lap and his sprite on the ground

Neva know who you really in business with, who ya nigga

Cause a hit could be cause a some paper or a favor

What kind of world are we living in

Jealousy and deceptions

Life lessons be so treacherous

I pray that god keeps on blessing us

What kind of world are we living in

Poverty and corruption

Blood stains is the evidence

I think i'll write a letter to my president