fell victim to the horror
Life's fucked up, so we holler
Another day, another dollar
Another day, another dollar
Life is hard when the chips are down
The shit gets even harder
Niggas gotta do what they gotta
Life's fucked up, so we holler
Another day, another dollar
Another day, another dollar
Ain't no bricks, we break the law
Don't lose your life in a petty way,
fuck these hoe niggas hatin' for
This my hood, come take a tour,
I'm built to stilt the way I score
Born and built to blaze the war,
the corner where we play to score
The coffee shop, my favorite store,
Jack Carrera, Hayes & Moore
Fugees and them blue trees
and the cool breeze that I paid em for
they make the rules, we hate em more
They take the news and switch it round,
ain't no smile or face or war
they don't get props on my block
I'm stackin' that guac, why not?
Go stand in line, why watch?
You outta your mind, you gunnin' for mine
I run with the nine, why box?
The game of life, don't come up with wine
I live for the time, my clock, my court
My rock, my block, my team,
fell victim to the horror
Life's fucked up so we holler
Another day, another dollar
Another day, another dollar
Life is hard when the chips are down
Niggas gotta do what they gotta
Life's fucked up so we holler
Another day, another dollar
Another day, another dollar