Channel Zero

Intro: Ayo, yeah niggas I'm talking to all y'all hard rock niggas Let y'all niggas know that I understand What niggas is really going through, ya understand? Motherfucking down to they last cent Smoking looseys Thinking up shit to do, doing stick ups and shit Busting at niggas, murdering niggas Getting bullshit ass money What if that was your peoples you murdering clown? It's wild Shout out to grandpa, you know what I'm saying? Shout out to grandpa kelly My man Ralou's brother little Devin Ya know I'm saying, Freaky Taliq's moms, rest in peace Know I'm saying? Everybody wanna live the ill life, know I'm saying? But yo we trying to live it like love, peace and nappiness You know I'm saying? word up Verse 1 I'm growing up in the ghetto And there was nobody happy And my head is mad nappy and I'm thinking up a way that I can get some dough Man I'm trying to blow But yet this record shit is so slow I got the whole family on my back All I do is eat and sleep Run the street with that ill pack You know them Lost Boyz guys With Timbs and jeans Field jackets, and hats covering the eyes But listen, that's how it is If you don't dig how I live Motherfuckas mind ya biz! Cause everyday on the street The black man is getting beat Police line us up on the concrete Now people look at me And always see wrong A new problem everyday I'm trying to be strong Now how strong can a nigga be When the blacks is locked down And the Wghite man's got the key It's getting harder day after day Somebody gots to pay And in my closet lays an AK A newborn is found dead Plus money killed the girl And put the gun to his own head You never hear this on the 6:00 news When my niggas get killed in the street over tennis shoes It's hard as hell for us Blacks to earn cash man The homeless keep warm by setting fire to a trash can Now everyday I need ends Newports, my nigga weed St. Ides is my best friend Pop's is broke No calls coming in on my phone And money I'm down to my last stone My mom dukes is always banging on my door My music's too loud I got clothes on the floor (pick 'em up) She doesn't understand I'm cruising in the fast lane I'm fresh out of nerves, Ma You're working on my last vein Now how can I explain That I don't wanna take her out But that's stuck in my brain We're having fight after fight Because I leave when it's bright And come skunked up the next night But that's the life that I live, understand me It's bad enough that Po-Nine tried to can me Ayo my lifestyle's rough I got three sisters, four brothers Man, 8 is enough But yet I gots no hero But I got the 4-1-1 on the ghetto Tune into channel zero Tune into channel zero Tune into channel zero Chorus: Lalalalalala Everybody in the world Lalalalalala Everybody Uptown Lalalalalala Everybody in Queens, bounce Tune into channel zero Lalalalalala Everybody in Brooklyn Lalalalalala Everybody in the Bronx Lalalalalala Everybody in the world, bounce Tune into channel zero Verse 2: I live in Queens, New York (and what you do?) I twist a cap with my niggas Smoke a blunt let's start to talk About this ill situation That us blacks is in It's time we build a better nation Motherfuck them police Some whites talk about peace Others treat us like beasts But they ain't ready for the planet Marky Mark be talking that slang But he don't even understand it Yea I said Marky Mark Fronting like the buddah is sparked I never seen you in the park You gets awards for your bullshit skills, G A White boy acting black, that shit kills me Pants sagging, talking slang kid and all that I never seen you in the project's hall, black Ayo, I wants no Grammy Ya whiteys gave Elvis a stamp And what ya plan to give my man Sammy? The Klu can get a Klan but the Blacks gets one month And every year, what the fuck is that there? Now you're best to disappear The Black Planet is near Four cops dismissed down in L.A.? Now what the fuck are y'all telling me? There's no justice, understand man, there's just us The only time we stick together is when the Whites rushed us Yeah, I'm beefing with you Blacks Cause only on racial attacks is when we walk in packs We need to stick together daily, understand? Cause I got more reasons than Philip Bailey, man Ayo, us Blacks need to get the facts right Cause hey it's only right when the Whites see us Blacks fight And in the street, niggas fight over concrete To make ends meet