[ VERSE 1: Mac Dre ] 1991 Can't leave the house without packin my gun Cause nowadays thangs ain't so clean You're either dope-dealin or bein a fiend Too much stress on a young man's brain Smokin that dank to deal with the pain Much love for the brothers in the crew But who in the crew will be here in '92? Every damn day I see funk Brothers gettin k**ed, throwin in a trunk Dopefiend mothers sellin s** Welfare mothers waitin for checks Pops in the bathroom shootin hop Tell it my brother when does it stop I gotta get a grip, can't let it faze me I'm standin strong cause times are gettin crazy [ VERSE 2: Mac Dre ] Brothers search hard for that perfect life Five-bedroom home, two kids and a wife Dog in the back by the swimming pool Everbody wants to be living cool But to have these things you must have hope, mayne Can't get wrapped up in the dope game It ain't cool, you better stay far Life is much more than rings and a car Girls gettin pregant before it's time Havin babies and don't have a dime Think baby, don't be a fool You better wait till things get cool Keep a hat for yo man's jimmy Safe s** - but you don't hear me Wake up, you can't be lazy Cause times are gettin crazy [ VERSE 3: Mac Dre ] Children - from the black minority Locked down in the Youth Authority DeWitt Nelson, Washington Ridge These are places they lock down kids It ain't right, it wasn't meant to be We don't belong in no penitentiary You got a talent? You better use it Pick up a pen and write some music And if not, boy, play sports Get to hoop-ballin', hit the courts The dope game just ain't cool You better try and stay in school