[Intro/Chorus: repeat 2X] They wanna take a look at how my life is But do they really wanna know how my life is? So deep up in this thing it's like a life bid Feelin the pain of the world, that's how my life is [Guru] f**ed up circumstances~! With no means of advancement Have them slingin them things, you won't have clean hands when Dirt gotta be done, you wanna live like a king should Trigger like Eastwood, so now he eats good Plus got goons at his command, he's runnin sh** now Say the word them n***as'll be gunnin sh** down His life is like he grew up fast as hell He was raised by the hood and learned to blast real well Life is like pedal to the floor, pedallin the raw f** around he'll bring the hot metal to your door Got b**hes galore, ghetto superstar sh** If you ain't truly gully, he ain't the type that you would spar with Goes all out in warfare, beware Got enough firepower to make the whole precinct scared When it's all said and done, it's get the money and run Time ain't really on your side when you live by the gun [Chorus] [Guru] He wanted money for college, wanted to be his own man Joined the service now he's fightin in Iraq reppin his homeland Sees more destruction, than he imagined Hears anything move, then he's bound to bust his cannon What's it all about teamwork means survival He's a soldier, a long way from senior prom in high school Constant thoughts of the loved ones missed Caught up right up in the midst of what might be the ugliest No time for hesitation, no margin for error He ain't goin to the club, no profilin in the mirror He's rollin with a squadron makin every second count Other choices may have sent him on a whole different route But none of that matters now, he's ready to die for his country Not a boy any more, no time to cry for his mommy Just lost another comrade, in a barrage Visions of home seem so close, and yet so far [Chorus] [Guru] A hard workin man all his life bought a business in the hood Makin money, showin love, and still livin in the hood Had a house with a fence, two blocks from the PJ's Never ever got involved, in any he say/she say Mr. Community, father figure to many Conservative ways and never dressin too trendy Could have drove a big car instead a modest sedan Likes his wife to wrap his sandwich with a lot of Saran Doesn't understand hip-hop, but keeps an open mind Says if there's somethin you wanna know then you better go and find Just what your life has got in store for you Might be tellin you that there's a whole lot more for you Takin his weekly jog down at the public park He didn't seem to notice, four thugs in the dark They mugged him and slugged him now the neighborhood mourns That night in the same hospital four babies were born [Chorus]