Bizzy Bone: Father

We all so scared cause its, its war everywhere, you knowWar everywhere[Chorus]How many friends will we see die? (Why we so scared cause it's war everywhere)How many friends will we see cry? (It's war everywhere)How many friends will we see try? (Why we so scared cause it's war everywhere)How many friends will we see die? (It's war everywhere)All we need is a little love, and someone standing for the little cubsAnd I see brutality all over niggas killin' niggasThe ghetto got them being born to be killasFlooded with drugs and tryin to get us, so get upBut don't give up, ya'll gotta sit upIf you last before they kill usAnd the guerillas, try come kill usPillage the village and we'll be winnaI love it when niggas the way we took it to another levelSo many rebels doing the best shit forever rememberedAnd in the killing fields, everybody's locked upAnd good niggas getting shot up da dadan dadaMind if I say something for mineCause it's about time, to get seriousA mysterious time, blind melonsIt ain't no telling, if the willingWill stop chillin', then help the childrenTurning them out, then burning them outLike morphine, waters getting shallowIt's over and over the gallowA president in the drop, it's on now thoughThe end of life, for now soI think it's the ozone, bad to the bone boneMother Nature be long goneAnd don't nobody wanna do nothing but speculateAnd all they worried about their ownWrote a song for the futureMillenium, I'm in, I'm hopeing it don't last untill we all pastLiving in the stars, looking through grassAboard the enterprise, recognize this, in the course of a da-da-da-da-da-da-dayAnd thats the way we sing, thats the way we playthat's the way they . . now and[Chorus 2X]Still got bombs from the cold war, radioactiveAnd the critics, they wont take actionThey want us to repo this to your satisfactionBut while they build more, computers keep crashingWhat about felling, pestilence dammitHow do we manage to keep standingLiving in a legacy of bitternessWith the epitimy of vigorous trips on the ships we were crammed in, slammed inOther man and them, why don't we demanding our damn moneyIf we can't get forty acres and a mule, let a nigga get a range roverShit you got time you, I'm still waiting on a canoe, but it will never comeI don't even know where I come from or where I'm gonna go toI'm headed to the mother land, but will I be accepted by the brotha man?Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, chooseThe righteous and the high, look in the eyes and realize the liesFamily ties, but not even for the have-notsWho the enemy? It ain't me. It ain't even the policeUnless they trippin', and use that authority and start flippin', flippin'Leaving dead bodies, and with them bitchin' hottiesThat poppin' the collar, my god I'm horny, ride shottyAnd tellin' the kids that ain't the way to live properlyGet yo monopoly and get your own propertyAnd that's the way we sing, and that's the way we playand that's the way they . . . now and[Chorus 2X]Ooooh and the daddies and momma forgivin' so we can live with usAnd all the runaways get off the busKids, put the guns down, come downIf the rest build a bridge with us, it gotta get better than thisIt's head of the risk, shoulda been poor, and I been richLost so many friends to the war shit, cautionWhen I get to walkin', and it's mobbin', nigga in a cryptLife is a fight to the street life, tonightI might go meet the reaper, and I will give him a hugAnd tell him "Thug luv won and I'm so glad to meet ya"And that's the way we sing, and that's the way we playand that's the way they . . . now and[Chorus to fade]