[Verse 1]

They got a nigga shedding tears, reminiscin' on my past fears

'Cause shit was hectic for me last year

It appears that I've been marked for death

My heartless breath, the underlying cause of my arrest

My life is stressed, and no rest forever weary

My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery

Shit's scary, our black on black crime legendary

But at times unnecessary, I'm gettin' worried

Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

And certain death for us ghetto bastards

What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Life in the pen' ain't for me, 'cause I'd rather die

But don't cry through your despair

I wonder if the Lord still cares for us niggas on welfare

And who cares if we survive

The only time they notice a nigga is when he clutchin' on a four-five

My neighborhood ain't the same

'Cause all the little babies goin crazy and they sufferin' in the game

And I swear it's like a trap

But I ain't given up on the hood, it's all good when I go back

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Forever hop 'cause it don't stop... on my block

[Richie Rich & 2Pac mini skit]

[Verse 2]

Now shit's constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots

Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops

Black males living in hell, when will we prevail

Fearin' jail but crack sales got me livin' well

In a sense I'm suicidal with this Thug's Life

Stayin' strapped, forever trapped in this drug life

God help me, 'cause I'm starvin', can't get a job

So I resort to violent robbings, my life is hard

Can't sleep 'cause all the dirt make my heart hurt

Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers

Misled from childhood where I went astray

'Til this day I still pray for a better way

Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke

From the start I felt the racism 'cause I'm dark

Couldn't quit, the bullshit make me represent

Hit the bar and played the star, everywhere I went

In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own

I close my eyes and picture home... on my block

[Richie Rich & 2Pac mini skit once again]

[Verse 3]

And I can't help but wonder why

So many young kids had to die

Caught strays from AK's in a drive-by

Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide

Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside

'Cause our block is filled with danger

Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers

Time changes us to stone, them crack pipes

All up and down the block exterminatin' black life

But I can't blame the dealers

My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels

Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Hangin' out pickin' up game, sippin' cheap liquor

Gamin' the hoochies hopin' I can get to sleep with her

It's a man's world, stayin' strapped

Fantasies of a nigga livin' phat, but held back

Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless

Wide eyed and losin' focus... on my block

[Richie Rich & 2Pac skit once again]

[Verse 4]

And block parties in the projects lastin' way past daylight

A young nigga learned to break night

Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen'

I send them ends, but it's tough on a friend, in my mind

I see the same motherfuckers ballin'

Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip and fall, misses call

I know the young niggas understand this

Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous

I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes

Tryin' to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime

Can't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame

And what's strange is that everybody knows my name, swear they all know me

And lots of cash make a nigga change

I hit the green just to maintain, feelin' pain

For all the niggas that I lost to the game... from my block

[2Pac & Richie Rich]

Muh fucka can't lie, tho

Outta all them...

Rest in peace to all the motherfuckers who passed away

From all the blocks that I’m from

One-twelve street, 7th Avenue, New York, Uptown, knahmsayin'?

183rd and Walt, my block, that’s right

122nd and Morningside, my block, that’s right

Decatur Avenue, Baltimore, my block, that’s right

In the jungle of Marin City, that’s my block, that’s right

Los Angeles, haha, that’s my block too

Oakland, can’t forget Oaktown, that’s my block for sure

And all the other blocks around this motherfucker

Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago

All y'all niggas stay kicking up dust