Down For Whatever

[Verse 1: MC Ren] This for my nigga Train and my nigga E Niggas way back from the CPT This for all the homies that passed away Wishing they we’re all here so the could see the day See the kids play, se them graduate Bring them up right, make sure they act straight It’s a cold world and time is short Got me stressing homie puffing on the new porch Shit is fucked when a homie gotta go Knowing you ain’t gonna hear is voice no more Keep your eyes up nigga don’t look down Ain’t no motherfucking thing to see on the ground So keep looking up, gotta be a better way Give a fuck about what the fake preachers gotta say Street is cold, don’t give a fuck You fuck around and your ass is stuck [Hook: MC Ren] What the fuck is the world coming to? New World Order jumps the borders From California to Florida, coast to coast They wanna keep black and brown down the most Don’t think that this shit was a plan Feed you bullshit so you can’t understand Try to organize and pull it together So when these fools creep we be down for whatever [Verse 2: MC Ren] Why this shit gotta be this way? Babies getting killed everyday by straight Bullets is hot, system cold Lucky if your ass ever see twenty years old Kids deposed, sleeps on the floor Motherfuckers acting like they don’t see From (?) to executive suites People on the street never got nothing to eat They got their hands out, your's in the pocket Coming up to your door, your ass locked it Fuck balling out the banks fucking snakes Fuck the government got them pumping their breaks Give us fucked up education and shitty jobs Fucked up housing, why the blowing thousand I’m the villain nigga telling the truth That’s the only way I know while I’m up in the booth [Hook: MC Ren] [Verse 3: MC Ren] Bring your ass in, homie Ren on one Got this shit moving, got that fine bitch grooving Got the police rocking back and forth with it A lot of motherfuckers just ain’t home get it This for the hood up in every state From the Empire State to the Golden Gate To the UK all the way to burg This westcoast shit is the hardest shit you ever heard Gangsta party music, go ride to it Police fuck shit, say you had to do it This Villain Nation, nigga be pation All you fools now hating, quit hating Y’all fucks with it, when the jail get it Bitch-ass niggas don’t admit it Quit playing hard, stop mugging Fake-ass thuging, you we’re born with nothing [Hook: MC Ren] (x2)