As I, bend the corner, bass beat in the back (yeah)
I sink into the mood, and watch the people react
Same gritty conversation, same bomb ass rap
Same shitty ass conditions, same grip on a strap
Same pigs, same crackas, same niggas united
Buyin into the stereotypes that we fightin
Buyin into the stereotypes of us bein'
Buck dancin' ass, sex crazed, murderous fiends
Still fuckin' up these home-schooled simpleton haters
Same people that display us wanna kill and betray us
Same division, more religion, never reading, just prayers
More bounty hunters, Imus' and Jenas and Kramers
Still blame us for the cause of the way that we act
While lullabies of celebrity still keep us distracted
Keep the focus off the President and shit in Iraq
Keep us scapegoatin' immigrants and niggas on crack
Keep the propaganda comin', keep impressin' the kids
Seems they only care about us when its time to enlist
Or when them politicians talk about protectin' the fetus
But what it mean when they send us off to war and mistreat us
Tax cuts for the rich ain't no snitchin' allowed
Especially if it's piggies that we talkin' about
As they murder motherfuckas comin' up in ya house
Seem that violence is the only thing to turn it around, it's the Trap
Chorus
Look at all the gangstas ride
Sometime it seem we're born to die
What will it take to make it right?
With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey
Don't wanna lose another life
We seen too many of us die
Let's put this thing together right
Take a stand, and plan to get ahead, and
Now let's, get this shit clear once and for all
Ain't no terrorist that's bigger than America's balls
Ain't no terror more terrible than terror we brought, and
Ain't it terrible the terror's all America's fault, I'm askin'
What would you do if you knew of it all
If you knew all our ememies were made for the part
If you knew that everything they do is part of a plot
That's pre-agreed upon with us, so you always support
Claimin', Pa-tri-ot but can't never explain
Why babies killin' babies in America's name
Why black and brown bodies, why murder and pain
Why these motherfuckas laughin' all the way to the bank
That's gangsta, but we don't see the truth of it still
Don't see the truth the way the ruthless murder and kill
Ain't no doubt about it bruh, that's big pimpin' for real
And you askin' why I'm out here servin' 'em still, it's the Trap
Chorus
Look at all the gangstas ride
Sometime it seem we're born to die
What will it take to make it right?
With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey
The way I see it, the only way to change it is pain
Seems they only pay attention when we splatterin' brains
Seems they never seem to hear us when we march and complain
Or when when we protestin', hopin' pigs don't whup us again
Look here, see how fast money come for the schools
And how quick them motherfuckas bring home the troops
How the coonin' and derogatory shit in the music
"ll go away when they see the people snatch 'em and shoot 'em
Just watch, you'll see...shit'll change on a dime
For ceos and politicians ain't gonna be no more hidin
Ain't gonna be no more lyin, don't wanna see 'em in court
Don't wanna sue 'em, rather do 'em, shoot 'em up in his porsche
Bring the balance back where the people making the rules
Where the government is scared of what the people might do
And not the other way around, y'all got it confused
Was ignored, but you listening now, we on the move sayin'
Chorus
Look at all the gangstas ride
Sometime it seem we're born to die
What will it take to make it right?
With no chance, no promise of advancement, hey
CHANT:
Write your congressmen is what they tryin' to say it's about
Fuck a letter, rather wet her coming out of the house
Get my gun and then stun 'em', we run 'em out of the town
Rather shoot for how they do us, hear us sayin it loud
Tell us vote but never stop the problems goin' around
Tell us serve, but all they murda is the black and the brown
Get my gun and then stun 'em', we run 'em out of the town
Rather shoot for how they do us, hear us sayin it loud