[E-40:]
Uh
This blap right here

[E-40:]
Life livin' in the cage in the tridnap
Posted with the gauge in the guitar stridnap
Hard-boiled eggs and a tuna fish sandwich
Dopefiends with AIDS 'cause they can't afford their medicine
No veins in their legs, in their toes, in their nizneck
Dreadlocks and braids in apartments and projects
Alleys and creeps, speed bumps in the street
Tarps and sheets, crime scenes deceased

[B-Legit:]
Peace don't exist, we ain't used to it
Give a nigga a eighth, I bet he gon' do it
To tell the whole truth, but he goin' through it
X-rays of his lungs show a little fluid
And he ain't got no insurance
Nigga need one, they ain't tryna do it
Suffering, he ain't tryna do it
Rather go out and pull it and catch a few bullets

[Ocky