(Lord Jamar) We dealin with d**h, in abundance Dirty guns and, the pungent smell, of those who fell Bodies, like commodoties, ready to sell Take you around the world for a hundred dollars Meanwhile, a little baby hollers Hopin that she doesn't follow in her mother's footsteps of d** and s**, every day, more thugs to arrest And today could be the day you catch a slug in your chest Funny thing about life - nobody, gets out alive The trick is to see, how long, you can survive We deprived of our basic needs Sufferin at the hands of a racist greed In the black wo-man's where I place my seed When they grow, will they know, that I tried to make it better for them? Will I be dead or inside of a federal pen? n***az just don't learn, n***az just won't learn (Chorus: Lord Jamar) As we walk through the valley of dry bones d**h from, New York to Cali, the sh** hits homes n***az with 40 calibers, that'll split ya bone Other n***az with silencers, with gats that's chrome It seems the violence only escalates, I'm concerned When the slug penetrate your flesh, see it burn Livin with the constant threat, that it could be yo' turn n***az just don't learn, n***az just won't learn (Sadat X) On 8th Ave, keep bouncin in the Mave' He don't even know the type of problems he gon' have He facin obstacles, greed, it's the large city need Remember when he ain't smoke weed Jail hold's raw, spittin seed In the Polo Grounds, in 89 we dodged steed All the slaves ain't freed Make him the captain, muh'f**er we'll lead Shoot him in the chest muh'f**er will bleed Cause way he's goin he's gon' need God-speed I seen a man die, gettin shot in the eye And then leave this earth with a sigh I wish I had a dollar for every funeral parlor that I been to, and I ain't tryin to end to I've been a friend to a lot of dead n***az With multiple gunshots, n***az used to run spots (Chorus) (Grand Puba) Now little shorties don't have a chance Cause hard times be comin down like a avalanche We play the streets until we carried on a ambulance Day by day we be the victims of the circumstance See the poison has us movin at a steady flow It filters through your radio and your video You ever once stop to think and wonder why it's so? We don't know cause we blinded by the fog of 'dro, so we let it go We dedicate our whole careers to save our dyin nation Cause what we facin is the process of elimination So busy chasin that our history begins erasin A savage nation that is headin for anihilation Time out - put the k**in to a drought And shorty stop runnin around puttin all them dicks in yo' mouth I be concerned cause we burn baby burn and we just don't, learn (Chorus x2)