JG - What it is. lyrics

[hook.] Tell me what a n***a really gotta do to live (to live, to die, what it is, to live, to die, what it is) Yeah, yo When every time I look in the mirror, I ain't sh** (ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin' n***a) My girl said she tryna call it quits And my momma told me that I ain't a kid... Can somebody really tell me what it is? Yo Can somebody give a sign? Yo, yo Tell me what a n***a really gotta do to die (to live to die what it is, to live, to die, what it is) Yeah, yo When everyday I look in the mirror, I wanna cry (ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin', ain't nothin' n***a) So many n***as that's living up in the sky... Brother, I ain't even get to say bye Can somebody really tell a n***a why? Yo Can somebody give a sign? [verse one.] Yo, yo From the grave, to the gravel, and shadows above I ask the world "Is this the last of us?" My n***a just died for some sneakers Damn I wonder if this life is still meaningful Damn This is just the hand that we're dealt with And we're supposed to fend for ourselves sh** I'm looking for some closure I'm hopeful, but are we really hopeless? Focus: A woman gives birth to a boy, 8 ounces, February 12th; Product of herself Is he deadweight? Can he really help The ways Of the world When the gates go to hell? ...I can't tell Nah You never know now We're just images of the media, face down like "Here lies he, Here lies she, Here lies you," Not here lies me, cause here lies the truth Understand that [hook.] [verse two.] Yo, yo An educated young man who done seen the Rich gentleman And the poor n***as and spics WE AINT sh*t! And I say it proudly Cause we're supposed to stay in our surroundings Where there's hood n***as that got style; Ain't got the budget Rich n***as that act foul; Cherishing nothin' I ain't one of the two, see me In this discussion, I am One of the brothers stuck under the puzzle, I ain't budging ..cause it's nothin', it's nothin' A white man off for a murder: Fireworks popping off like percussion Right in front of a place I call home... Same time we k**in' our own people So we can argue and bicker for that sh** But understand that the situations are equal And we ain't doin' nothin' 'bout it Hoody on for the lil' n***a, but we're still catching bodies and counting Leaves me to believe that even when I'm really shouting the truth I'm parting the seas, we're still drowning I'm watching my soul leave the body Unwind with time and unblind the blinded Come fly with I, survive or be mindless Yo, we gon' show the world where we found this [hook.] +