What Goes Around

(альбом: Stillmatic - 2001)

Ayo, it's poison: ecstasy, coke, you say it's love, it is poison
Schools where I learned, they should be burned, it is poison
Physicians prescripting us medicine which is poison
Doctors injecting our infants with the poison
Religion misoverstood is poison
Niggas up in my hood be getting shot, given poison

In hospitals, shots riddle the block, little
Children and elderly women run for they lives
Drizzling rain come out the sky every time somebody dies
Must be out my fucking mind, what is this, the hundredth time?
Sending flowers to funerals, reading Rest In Peace
You know, the usual, death comes in threes
"Life is short" is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
And funny how these black-killer companies is making money off us
Fast food, Cola, soda, Skull and Bone crosses – it's all poison

Ecstasy, coke, you say it's love, it is poison
Schools where I learned, they should be burned, it is poison
Physicians prescripting us medicine which is poison
Doctors injecting our infants with the poison
Religion misoverstood is poison
Sisters up in my hood try to do good, given choices

When pregnant, drop out of school or have abortions
Stop working, hoping that they find a man that will support them
Up late night, on they mother's cordless
Thinking a perm or bleaching cream will make them better, when they're gorgeous
White girls tanning, liposuction
Fake titties are implanted, fake lips, that's life destruction
Light-skinned women, bi-racial
Hateful toward themselves, denying even their blood
I don't judge Tiger Woods
But I overstand the mental poison that's even worser than drugs

Yo, it's poison: ecstasy, coke, you say it's love, it is poison
Schools where I learned, they should be burned, it is poison
Physicians prescripting us medicine which is poison
Doctors injecting our infants with the poison
Religion misoverstood is poison
Radio and TV poison, white Jesus poison
And any thoughts of taking me down is poison
Who want beef now? My heat shall anoint 'em, plaow!

Never to worry, all the wrong-doers got it coming back to 'em a thousand times over
Every dog has its day, and everything flips around
Even the most greatest nation in the world has it coming back to 'em
Everybody reaps what they sows, that's how it goes
Innocent lives will be taken
It may get worse, but we'll get through it, y'all, be strong!

The China-men built the railroad, the Indians saved the Pilgrim
And in return the Pilgrim killed 'em
They call it Thanksgiving, I call your holiday "hell-day"
'Cause I'm from poverty, neglected by the wealthy
Me and my niggas share gifts every day like Christmas
Slay bitches, and party everyday like this is the last
I'm with my heckles, connecting and we hitting the lab
This is my level, fuck if it get you mad

It's all poison: all of my words to enemies, it is poison
Rappers only talk about keys, it's all poison
How could you call yourself MCs? You ain't poison
Think about the kids you mislead with the poison
And any thoughts of taking me down is all poison
Who want beef now? My heat shall anoint 'em, plaow!

What goes around comes around, my nigga
And what goes up, it must come down, my nigga
The soldiers found below the ground, my nigga
Just hold it down, we older now, my nigga
What goes around comes around, my nigga
And what goes up, it must come down, my nigga
The soldiers found below the ground, my nigga
Just hold it down, we older now, my nigga

This nigga Ike with the Iverson jersey, light-skinned with herpes
Fucking sisters in Harlem, Brooklyn and D.C.
This is the problem, 'cause he never tell 'em he got it
From letting fags suck him off, Rikers Island in '93
Drives a Benz, hangs at all the parties
All the concerts, backstage where the stars be
Rocking they shirts in bitches faces like clockwork
What's your name? Where you from?
Chain blinging, thinking girls everywhere is dumb
Taking pride in ruining their lives
So they could never have babies and they could never be wives
He never used a condom; give him head? He got ya
Met the wrong bitch and now he dead from the monster AIDS
I contemplate, believing in karma
Those on top could just break and won't be eating tomorrow
I know some bitches who be sleeping on a nigga's dreams
They leave; when that nigga blow, she the first bitch on her knees
Knowing dudes that's neglecting their seeds
Instead of taking care of 'em they're spending money on trees
I pray for you, deadbeat daddies
'Cause when them kids get grown
It's too late for you: now you old and you getting shitted on
It's all scientific, mystic, you know, the Earth and the stars
Don't hesitate to say you heard it from Nas
What is destined shall be
George Bush-killer 'til George Bush kills me
Much blessings, be healthy, remember:

What goes around comes around, my nigga
And what goes up, it must come down, my nigga
The soldiers found below the ground, my nigga
Just hold it down, we older now, my nigga
What goes around comes around, my nigga
And what goes up, it must come down, my nigga
The soldiers found below the ground, my nigga
Just hold it down, we older now, my nigga