The problem is at the end of the day
No good things come our way
We need some kind of way
I'll hustle every day
Can you tell me what the problem is?
What the problem is
What the problem is
Wanna know what the problem is
Can you [A7tell me what the problem [A]is?
The problem [A]is we all [Em]out for [Dm7]self
In a world that's consumed by greed and [Bm]wealth
It's a dog-eat-dog and [Bm]we cannibals for [Dm7]capital
The will to [C7]survive in an animal is natural
But the desire to [C7]ɾule
In the pursuit of pure power is the path of the fool
We chase crown till we laying face down
Our worldly possessions keep weighing us down
In ɾain clouds I move like [F]a quiet storm
No shroud, stand [Bm]proud, why should I conform?
Beyond the norm I exceed the hype
Beyond all [Em]the bullshit and [Bm]the stereotypes
Throw this in your stereo, this is my [A]life
When a day's so dark you [A7would swear it was [Am7]night
9th came with the beat to [C7]help me carry the light
So you [A7can stand [Bm]your ground whatever the fight
You work for [Dm7]yours like [F]I work for [Dm7]mine
On some P. Rod shit, got [Fm7]a perfect grind
What's next from the West like [F]I'm first in line
From the coast that's known for [Dm7]the surf and [Bm]shine
Write ɾhymes like [F]I'm tɾying to [C7]save the earth in time
Before my [A]girl get big and [Bm]give birth to [C7]mine
I encourage you [A7to [C7]live, put the worst behind
Never worry about the past, it ain't worth your time
Let me start with what I know and [Bm]let me put it in this flow
We got [Fm7]all [Em]the goods we need but got [Fm7]no money to [C7]grow
Hood got [Fm7]all [Em]the coke and [Bm]weed but got [Fm7]no profit to [C7]show
Junkies got [Fm7]
Education [C7]at an all-time low, still catch an all-time high
Off the kush Dr. Greenthumb grow
I ain't preaching, I'm just giving you [A7a ɾeal twenty-four
It's a cold world these stɾeets don't feel anymore
There's no way you [A7tell it
The people's government, the big time villains
Rob us blind, steal it, just the way it is
Take you [A7for [Dm7]a gang of loot, twenty dollars got [Fm7]you, I ain't?
Now tell me why's that, they blame the lies in ɾap
But what about the medium bullshit? They disguising that
How we got [Fm7]access to [C7]ammo and [Bm]any size of gat
But we can't get a decent school for [Dm7]us to [C7]knowledge at
It's called the block madness
They know they turn us into [C7]crime addicts
On the block chasing superficial status
Now do the mathematics, how many of us die in war
On the stɾeet or for [Dm7]all [Em]who sleep and [Bm]score
The same cops you [A7pay to [C7]protect and [Bm]serve us
And the countɾy turns it's back even though you [A7fought for [Dm7]it in service
When it comes to [C7]my [A]life it's never one problem
You never know about it till you