Letras
Look how they mistreat us
I know they wish they could lock us down and beat us
They wanted me dead before birth when I was a fetus
Makin' racial jokes, but scared to say it in my facial folk
'Cause they see danger
Many years of that anger bein' broke
Now what them folks know about that?
He's sellin' dope to have a birthday because his mama's on crack
He never had a job, because he never had a chance
They figured he wanted to rob, just because he's a black man
They want my race shot at
Makin' movies showin' people that I'm
The dope dealer and high school dropout
I call it strange, like I'm livin' in a shootin' range
Runnin' from them coppers, they hittin'
Up bitches and playin' a dope game
And plus that three strikes is pointed at me
For three violent crimes struck out with three felonies
The president want me killed or locked up
But I ain't dead yet, I can't smoke weed
But he'll let me smoke a cigarette
Open your eyes
If you open up your eyes
Look around and you will find
Life is a precious gift to use
Got to open up your eyes
You'll begin to realize
Life doesn't always go your way
They got me trapped like Pac, uh
I picture my face before death
No CPR, no homies helpin' me gain my strength
Just pumpin' blood losses
Plus lookin' around for who's sinnin'
My main objective was obsolete from gettin' away and keep breathin'
I'm like a cypher structure, so barely hangin' from threads
Suckin' for breath but I'm seein' death so I take one blow to the head
Historic holocaust, in the history books in our schools
Like a soldier, I'm holdin' my nine, nasty with two gun wounds
Knowin' I'm doomed, desperate
My clothing diluted in blood
Message, makin' my mind think the man upstairs got a grudge
But I know my time was tooken
Hurt from the dirt I was doin'
Just picture the hurt from all the
Dirt that purchased this mob influence
How could he do this?
Killin' me dead thinkin' he was my folk
Now I know to open my eyes and realize once mo'
Life has its consequences
Although you believe in your pride, who died?
Was the mournin', sickenin', sufferin' nine year old cryin'
Open your eyes
If you open up your eyes
Look around and you will find
Life is a precious gift to use
Got to open up your eyes
You'll begin to realize
Life doesn't always go your way
I look you eye to eye
When it comes stare, won't dare to blink
For the fact they call me sneak attack and I react on what I think
I can't afford the luxury
Like a star over negative thought
When busters lookin' and muggin' me
Quickly lickin' like a 40 or mo'
Huh, when I saw my head and shepherd's barkin'
Lookin' inside the barrel
Trigger finger itchin', flinchin' for sparkin'
And it's pitch dark and cops on booze
Armed and dangerous for catchin' a nigga, he famous
Every busta on the street know what his name is
Sure ain't my homie, pulled out a sack and planted it on me
I tried to beat the case and still got convicted
This shit is phony, the police on me
Throughout my lifetime all I ever seen was negativity
This how I work it, I bag it up
No diggity and hit the blitty
But if my eyes closed, realize though
Things might be chance, I'd rather be dead broke
Than locked up after used to livin' fancy
So open your eyes
If you open up your eyes
Look around and you will find
Life is a precious gift to use
Got to open up your eyes
You'll begin to realize
Life doesn't always go your way
Stay focused and don't go astray
Say your prayers before you lay