I'm talking about hoes, bling, and me being the king
Is this hop hop
Every poor man's dream?
What do they have to look up to
when there is no dad
Some thug named fifty with his G-unit business plan
Propagating hate like the Ku Klux Klan
It's invisible, just like the air we breathe
But visible, like lungs that catch the disease
You might not see that you're in it
But test yourself, it's free
Living with a virus, tied to the fate of HIV
We live in San Diego
How ghetto can it be?
Say you're financially struggling
But come with the newest brands
Back in the day it was Adidas
Now it's all about the Vans
Go back to your roots
See the foundation of this legacy
You're destroying it by being the child of this corporate enemy
Open your eyes and remove the veil
Respect the thug life. But make sure you never hail
Quickly change
Before your thoughts become forever after
Quickly change
Before hip pop becomes your master
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