Mc Ren - Down For Whatever lyrics

[Verse 1: MC Ren] This for my n***a Train and my n***a E n***as way back from the CPT This for all the homies that pa**ed away Wishing they we're all here so the could see the day See the kids play, se them graduate Bring them up right, make sure they act straight It's a cold world and time is short Got me stressing homie puffing on the new porch sh** is f**ed when a homie gotta go Knowing you ain't gonna hear is voice no more Keep your eyes up n***a don't look down Ain't no motherf**ing thing to see on the ground So keep looking up, gotta be a better way Give a f** about what the fake preachers gotta say Street is cold, don't give a f** You f** around and your a** is stuck [Hook: MC Ren] What the f** is the world coming to? New World Order jumps the borders From California to Florida, coast to coast They wanna keep black and brown down the most Don't think that this sh** was a plan Feed you bullsh** so you can't understand Try to organize and pull it together So when these fools creep we be down for whatever [Verse 2: MC Ren] Why this sh** gotta be this way? Babies getting k**ed everyday by straight Bullets is hot, system cold Lucky if your a** ever see twenty years old Kids deposed, sleeps on the floor Motherf**ers acting like they don't see From (?) to executive suites People on the street never got nothing to eat They got their hands out, your's in the pocket Coming up to your door, your a** locked it f** balling out the banks f**ing snakes f** the government got them pumping their breaks Give us f**ed up education and sh**ty jobs f**ed up housing, why the blowing thousand I'm the villain n***a telling the truth That's the only way I know while I'm up in the booth [Hook: MC Ren] [Verse 3: MC Ren] Bring your a** in, homie Ren on one Got this sh** moving, got that fine b**h grooving Got the police rocking back and forth with it A lot of motherf**ers just ain't home get it This for the hood up in every state From the Empire State to the Golden Gate To the UK all the way to burg This westcoast sh** is the hardest sh** you ever heard Gangsta party music, go ride to it Police f** sh**, say you had to do it This Villain Nation, n***a be pation All you fools now hating, quit hating Y'all f**s with it, when the jail get it b**h-a** n***as don't admit it Quit playing hard, stop mugging Fake-a** thuging, you we're born with nothing [Hook: MC Ren] (x2)