[Intro]
I Know You See Me Out The Corner Of Your Eye
Let Me Tell You Something
You Turn Your Back On Me
And I'll Smoke Your Muthaf**ing Ass
I Was Born A Criminal
Check This Out
It's About The Little Homies
Here We Go
[Verse 1]
Look Into The Eyes
Of A k**er
Only 12 Years Old
And Already He Strapped
His Dad Loved 'Em
But His Pops Got Smoked
He Got Shot At The Park
Over Another Man's Coke
And That's A No No
Tryna Burn A Man In Jail
Muthaf**a Post Bail
Now He's Sittin' In Hell
He's Looking Pale
Cause He Never Done A k**ing
But He Ain't Turning Back
That's The Way He Feelin'
f** The Dope Man
Jumped On The Schwinn & Went
Ese Right Up To The Door
Where They Dispense Their sh**
A Lone 38
He Found Under The Bed
Syringe, Crack Pipes
And Some Stolen Creds
He's Not Confused
He Know He Gotta See Them Fools
Dead On The News
He Put Lead In Them Fools
Paid Dues
Main Head & His Crew
H-P-S Gang Member
Lil Homie's A Fool
[Hook]
Now Look Into The Eyes Of A k**er
And Tell Me Do You See
A Case More Realer
Than This
And I'm Just Here To Spray My K
SKS
Fire Back
L.A. Murder For Play
Now Look Into The Eyes
Of A k**er
Young Rabbs Pull The Trigga
On A Victim Beginner
Blow Back
And I Just Wanna Spit My Raps
So You Could Look Into The Eyes
Of A k**er With Straps
[Verse 2]
Homie Now
This Be Another k**er
Only Age Thirteen
And Got Somethin' To Give Ya
He'll Deceive Ya
He's Not A Serious Grinner
Use To Be An Angel
But Now He A Sinner
Master Mind
Premeditating For Nights
To Walk Up In The School
And Start Dumping On Fools
Now That's A k**er
So From His Gun They Run
And Any Stupid b**h
In His Way Get Done
The Pack Done
And He Think The Devil With 'Em
The Meth In His Veins
Start To f**ing Hit 'Em
Oh sh**
2 Teachers Got Hit
3 Preppy Muthaf**as
Got Clipped In The Mix
He Was Arrested
When He Ran Out Of Ammo
Youngest d**h Penalty
It was A Media Scandal
d**h Row
He Woke Up Hung In His Cell
Left A Letter For The Victims
Said I'll See You In Hell
[Hook]
Now Look Into The Eyes Of A k**er
And Tell Me Do You See
A Case More Realer
Than This
And I'm Just Here To Spray My K
SKS
Fire Back
L.A. Murder For Play
Now Look Into The Eyes
Of A k**er
Young Rabbs Pull The Trigga
On A Victim Beginner
Blow Back
And I Just Wanna Spit My Raps
So You Could Look Into The Eyes
Of A k**er With Straps
[Verse 3]
Now Stare Into The Eyes
Of One More k**er
Biggest Knife In The Kitchen
Gonna Be A Thriller
Walked In On His Mom
She Was f**ing A Client
Daddy-O In The Bathroom
Flexing Real Quiet
Plus The Hypes In The House
Just Got Wired
The Food That Expire
Make A Youngster Conspire
He Opened Up The Fridge
And sh** Was Empty
The Neighbors Next Door
Are f**ing Up Some Wendy's
Seen The Weapon
And Walked Towards The Room
TCB On A b**h
For Playing A Fool
He Shank The John In The Back
Then Slit His Throat
13 Living Hell
Ese Might As Well
He Tapped On The Door
And Dad Came Out
Kitchen Knife In & Out
Til The Guts Hit The Floor
He Stood Still
Til The Cops Arrive
And Never Said A Word
Never Once Did He Cry
[Hook]
Now Look Into The Eyes Of A k**er
And Tell Me Do You See
A Case More Realer
Than This
And I'm Just Here To Spray My K
SKS
Fire Back
L.A. Murder For Play
Now Look Into The Eyes
Of A k**er
Young Rabbs Pull The Trigga
On A Victim Beginner
Blow Back
And I Just Wanna Spit My Raps
So You Could Look Into The Eyes
Of A k**er With Straps
[Outro]
That's Right
Better Watch It
I'm In The Back Plotting
Take Your Ass out
I Don't Forget sh**
Grew Up To Be A Gangsta