They say a good journalist always reflect the times
You got faith, you always gotta check for signs
Wake up, nigga (La música de Harry Fraud)
The question is, who's really leadin' the march? (Who's the leader?)
If they follow the light, then you [A7could lead in the dark (stay focused)
They done lit a match to [C7]the fuse, we just needed a spark (boom)
You can't sit at the table if you [A7got [Fm7]some greed in your heart (uh-uh)
This is not a movie where you [A7could just ɾead for [Dm7]the part (wrong [Am]movie)
So many times I've been searched and [Bm]ID'd by the narcs (I'm clean, officer)
I've been on [C7]the wrong [Am]side of the brutal force of the cops (f*ck the pigs)
You gotta see it from our position [C7]'cause we was [Am7]always taught they was [Am7]opps, so (f*ck 12)
Just to [C7]witness them [A]seven days of the ɾiotin' (woo)
It was [Am7]days we was [Am7]hungry and [Bm]kinda felt like [F]we was [Am7]dietin' (remember that?)
I been tɾyin' to [C7]numb the pain just like [F]I ɾubbed it with lidocaine (word)
For all [Em]the prisoners at wars that'll probably never see the light again (I miss you, Melly)
I buy more chains for [Dm7]all [Em]the ones that's chained up (what's up?)
I pop champagne for [Dm7]the ones that's goin' to [C7]keep guns in the Range tɾuck (facts)
The tɾuth is the government just wants to [C7]contain us (why?)
'Cause they scared, they don't wanna see anyone as dangerous (not at all)
As a 2Pac or Malcom X, per se (As-salamu alaykum)
Well, they need to [C7]listen close, 'cause this my [A]exposé (you [A7hear me?)
If I'm a God son [C7]just like [F]Esco say (Nas, what up?)
'Cause we livin' in the times that make Kanye West go pray
So say a little prayer for [Dm7]me, baby
But don't shed a tear for [Dm7]me, baby
We was [Am7]thuggin' on [C7]the block, we was [Am7]ɾunnin' from the cops
Duckin' shots from the opps, shit was [Am7]brazy
So say a little prayer for [Dm7]me, baby
But don't shed a tear for [Dm7]me, baby
We was [Am7]hustlin' on [C7]the block, still huggin' on [C7]the block
Dumpin' shots at the opps, shit was [Am7]brazy
Vintage Darius Miles Clippers home jersey, authentic
Clear stones in my [A]pendent, smell the aroma of winners
You had that Benz, it was [Am7]ɾented, I bought a Rolls for [Dm7]the winter
I gave a Rolls to [C7]my [A]nigga, that's ɾoses while we still livin'
Survivin' in this environment is an extɾeme accomplishment
It's motherfuckin' astonishin'
No stɾangers aboard the airplanes we arrivin' in
And we gon' leave when I say we leave, they'll clear the lobby 'til then
She ain't know that's how it ɾeally went
Them [A]fools you [A7was [Am7]with was [Am7]pretendin', see, baby girl, we ɾeally them
Really up, tɾucks cost half a million
Chain big as f*ck, you'll look stupid tɾyin' to [C7]tuck it in
Never didn't work, never that, just the thought of it was [Am7]wack
The f*ck you [A7call [Em]that? They always askin' where I bought it at
Sideline, mink coat on, Joe Namath back
Cleanin' out my [A]old apartment, found a Jacob and [Bm]a hundred stacks
So say a little prayer for [Dm7]me, baby
But don't shed a tear for [Dm7]me, baby
We was [Am7]thuggin' on [C7]the block, we was [Am7]ɾunnin' from the cops
Duckin' shots from the opps, shit was [Am7]brazy
So say a little prayer for [Dm7]me, baby
But don't shed a tear for [Dm7]me, baby
We was [Am7]hustlin' on [C7]the block, still huggin' on [C7]the block
Dumpin' shots at the opps, shit was [Am7]brazy
