Letter 2 The President
My letter to the President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Why should I lie
When I can dramatize
Niggas fell victim
To my lyrics
Now tramatized
Simply about spittin'
I been blessed
Givin' riches
Enemies suspicious
Cause I'm
Seldom in the company
And bitches
Plus
The concepts
I be click
So visual
That you could kiss
Each and every
Trick or bitch
Inside the shit I kick
My heaviest verbs
Will move a mountain
Casualities in mash amounts
Busters keep out
And fuck the friend tips
I ride alone
Destination Death Row
Finally found a home
Plus all my homies
Wanna die
Call it human nature
Dear Lord
Look how sick
This ghetto made us
Sincerely
Yours
I'm a thug
The product
Of a broken home
Everybody doped up
Nigga
What you smokin' on
Figure if we high
They can train us
But then America
Fucked up
And blaimed us
I guess
It's cause we black
That we targets
My only fear is God
That's what
They hard shit
In case
You don't know
I let my pump go
( Get )
Ride for Mutulu
Like I ride for Geronimo
Down to die
For everything
I represent
( Me )
Every word
In my letter
To the President
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Who you so voted
In the White House
I hope you coverable
Cause yo
I spend my nights out
But the lights out
In the city of darkness
Amoungst the crazed
And the heartless
And you're so broke
And a Mr. cobra contest
With all these problems
My world
Spendin' this drama
On Earl
My President
Never seen Senate
With pleasure like
Whatever momma
Tell me
She hit it
No
Not the lottery shit
Meanin' she do
What I ain't do
Break her off
Before I did slip
Deep into the mind
Of a loner
My foes say
Fuck him
He's a goner
But it ain't no shorts
Up on these corners
On a mission
Listen
Let's ease my guard
With percision
Personally my decision
When I realize
This ain't livin'
How you really
Ain't no
How this ghetto life go
For me
And all my homies
When our enemies bone
You got the C.I.A.
And we got our A.K.
For protection
In our section
When the felony days
To the President
( Ha ha )
( Check it )
Mr. President
I represent the ghetto
Tell your wife
Hello
I got to go
I be brief
Which is gonna grief
Niggas is locked
And said blocks
On penitentiary life
More niggas in jail
Than baptized
For centuries
Minority families
Had to stay lackin'
Homeless shelters
Over-crowded
And you still taxin'
Homies dyin' out
Who got the clout
Not me
You get more time
For five grams
Than a half a key
Black poppin' rocks
And whites on the potty rhyme
And why don't test mine
Rather die
Than let you
See me cry
Across the border
Ask the Lord
To put somebody
In your seat
That cares
How can we stay
In this world
We supposed to share
Democrastic
Republicans
Scum me to the concrete
No education
Inflations
Covered by the white sheets
Try to ball
Legally
Conspiracy surrounds me
So I'm a outlaw
From now
Until eternity
Forever Mussolini
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
Heavenly father
May I
Holler at you briefly
I want to meet
The President
But will he meet me
You scared the niggas
Inside the eyes
Of a thug nigga
You tired
Of bein' scapegoats
For this capitalistic
Drug dealin'
How hypocritical was liberty
That blind bitch
Ain't never did shit for me
My history
From the casket it starts
My own black nation
At war
Whole family
Behind bars
And they wonder
Why we scar
Thirteen naked hearts
Sister had a baby
As a adolescent
It was God
Somewhere in the middle
Of my mind
Is a nigga
On the tight rope
Screamin' let 'em die
Can't lie
I'm a thug
Drownin' in my own blood
Lookin' for the reason
That my momma
Strung out on drugs
Down to die
For everything
I represent
( Me )
Every word
In my letter
To the President
Blacks is broke
And it's a joke
That we livin' low
Y'all's never born post
And what they hittin' for
Tell the Secretary
It's necessary
We get paid
But this is made
Little kids gettin' sprayed
Day after day
And night after night
Battles and wars
'Till the daylight
We might change
Or rearrange
If you do somethin'
'Till day
We gonna keep it comin'
Mr. President
( Ha )
( And I meant every word )
( In my letter to the President )
( Ha )
Word muthafuckin' like
Fuck this nigga think
Cuttin' taxes
Takin' off welfare
We supposed to just sit here
Go broke
And die
Starvin'
Muthafuckas crazy
In your muthafuckin' scout
Nigga this Thug Life
West Side
Outlaw Immortals
Nigga
We feel them niggas come up
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
( Dear Mr. President )
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
( Muthafuckin' niggas out there )
Dear Mr. President
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
Dear Mr. President
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
( Outlaw )
These niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
( Outlaw )
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
( Outlaw )
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
( Outlaw )
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
( Outlaw )
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
( Police beat me in the streets )
( Outlaw )
( Fuck peace )
Niggas
Actin' up
In the hood
Send more troops
