Strange

Isn't it strange what life is, what life ain't and lil niggas still think its a game

You wanna black president, but we ain't ready for change,

Lil chain round ya neck like we still slaves

My lil cuz comin up he wanna be in the game

My other cuz got knocked and he givin up names

Penalty flag what part of the game is that

Man the streets too hot, but I don't be in the trap no mo

We too familiar with them 6 by 4s my nigga

I'm too finish had to hit and go and i ain't trickin what you sweatin me foe.... hoe

Now you a lady of God I think you playin with God ma

I'll take ya mo serious but you put it in my car

Monday thru thursday you ain't thought about church

But Saturday you splurgin for a skirt for service to hear the word.... that's absurd

(Isn't it strange) I used to understand but now I overstand the governments plan to cuff

A brother man and let another man raise his seed

Do atleast its biological they all got beef

It's all part of the scheme we all part-ly beat

The cops target the weak and make us live in the beast

But if I pull and release them pigs will pull out the sheets

And have a nigga hemmed up for possesion

I'm stressin cause it's strange to me it's all plain to see

Yall dudes is rockin tight jeans like a dani-ty but you bangin the heat

You a G I'm a G too can't compare me to yo style ya see thru

Homie ya like rainbow day ya too gay

I see you niggas in extentions man what happened to fades

Folks is playin both sides that why she playin with aids

Man we livin in the day and time where we stand for nothin fall for anything and everything they say is fine...... yeah!

(Big Remo)

Our black women play momma and daddy while daddy ride around all day flossin his caddy

He got the 24s spinnin 3 or 4 women but he's much too busy for the kids to come visit

So he send em to his sister and her baby father been trippin

And they stuck dab in the middle you need to sit yaself down a minute and kiss em

Now you in child support court tryin to claim that you miss em.... oh really

Why they take Tupac and Biggie ya dig, Martin and Malcom Huey the Black Panther.

(Banner)

Isaac and Bernie Mac died back to back got the soul man and Oprah ain't happy

She fat again.... Yeah

(Big Remo)

And why us blacks ain't accept by Africans

If yall know the answers then share with ya next of kin yea

Cause half the niggas around my way tryin to find a way

But the guidance strayed.... I'm sayin

(Banner)

See man I was jus sittin back wondering like, when I die and i bow to my knees

When I meet the maker like, what am I gonna say that I did with this blessing call music

(we) kings and queens yall, and when the souths time over I want em to know that we

Was more than jus gold teeth.... mo than jus white tees.....you know what I'm talkin bout my nigga.... mo than ass and titties.... But 9th wonder I love titties