Think 4 A Minute

(álbum: The Good Fight - 2013)

[Verse 1:]
What up? What it is, homie?
This one here is for tha OG's & lil' homies
Hugging tha block, duckin da cops wit' bundles of rocks
Tucked in tha dash of tha Jag wit' one in his sock
How you feel about ya situation?
You love it or you hate it or you indifferent long as it is payin'(for real)
And is it really for yo kids like you claiming or
Dat 22 inches on dat Benz dat you swangin'?
And if it really is, I'm just praying that it change
Fo' you put dat fiend's kids in dat same situation
Where they kids is suffering, they tummies in a rage
Cuz' they moms gave you they food money for some 'caine
If she was yo reli' would you tell her go home?
Would you tell her do better? Would you sell her those stones?
Does anybody around ya tell ya dat it's wrong?
Have you ever heard a rap star tell ya dat in songs?
No

[Hook:]
I know it sounds like I'm preaching to ya
But but think fo' a minute, homie
They say ya' too far gone but I'm reachin for ya
Saying just think fo' a minute, homie
I know dat life moves fast so we never take the chance
To think fo' a minute, homie
Think fo' a minute, homie
Yeah, Think fo' a minute, homie

[Verse 2:]
What up pimp?
Look, Let me get a minute wit' you
To see why when I called you dat you ain't feel as if I dissed you
And if I was White, would it cause a bigger issue?
We love to claim it but you hate it when it's pinned against you
Like, "Oh I'm Black so you figga I'm a thug?"
Then be on tha block like, "Yeah nigga I'm a thug"
It's like we afraid ta dream, it's a shame ta see
Went from slave to free now look at the things we claim ta be
What's keeping us from cleaning da streets?
Why in our neighborhood, it's cool for people ta be
Thieving & robbing & making fiends that are feeble and weak
Killing each other wit'out thinking if people'll even speak to police?
And I don't wanna hear tha government gave us that
They might've gave us straps
But they ain't make 'em clap
And they ain't in tha hood mowing down black folks
And they ain't coming to tha hood selling blacks dope
No

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I see ya t-shirt say stop snitching
But the hood just tha hood cuz' we not snitching
Not snitching is what got em on tha block tripping
Drug dealers ain't hiding, they standing on da block pitching
Come to tha hood everybody & commit a crime!
Even if they see you & tha cops come, they finna' lie
You can't steal from Beverly Hills, you'll go ta jail
But you can hit the hood in broad day & won't no one tell
Used ta wanna make the streets safer fa tha kids but no
We would rather make the streets safer fa tha criminal
You safer in tha hood robbing 5 dudes fa 20 dollas
Than in Hollywood robbing 1 fo' a hunnid dollas
Yeah it sound stupid, it's supposed to
It shoulda sounded dat way when they told you
The cold part is I was raised on tha hype
So it's hard for me ta tell even if I know it's right
It's crazy

[Hook]