Mike Dean - The Blind Leading the Blind lyrics

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Mike Dean - The Blind Leading the Blind lyrics

Hey yo, check dis dope a** beat out Willie back in da muthaf**in house and i got my n***as Da menace clan on dis one to help me out And we representin our god damn selves Cuz how da f** You gona tell me how to get to where I'm goin When you dont know where da f** you goin Man das da blind leadin da muthaf**in blind I should've been a leader not a follower a coach not a balla I could've had progress I could've lived wit less stress But i took it upon myself and played da card i wuz delt Thought about my self f** everyone else And they said f** me too But it was cool like that You see my mission was paper chasin and puttin da hood on da map Now i've done been there Done that Took one step and two back For da life of me I'm thinking Wut da f** wuz i thinkin Should'v slowed the sh** sinkin But I'm stuck with a code n***as wait around to see if i wuz gonna come up befo But i can't fold like a b**h And it's too late to switch But i wuz brought up yo make it Seen da chance to take it Find a rule and break it Locate the badge and shake it And against all odds Get da f** outta dodge Pop our n***a wit records dat da state can't file Young, blind, and wild An uncontrollable child in da ghetto And I'm settlin fo mo everyday And when i make up my mind I'm gonna get back in line but now I'm Chorus 2x Blind leadin da blind In a world of wars i search for peace of mind my stabillity Fo my n***as and me said da way life wuz supposed to be in da ghetto I looked out my window wut did i see It wuz a crack head n***a starin dead at me He said can i get a muthaf**in nickle for three I told his a** to da better in his rorock swetta He got a daughter he ain't fed her He'd rather get high In his eye i see da demon I can hear babies screamin Feenin It demeaning to see him To be in the ghetto But this is where i settle Now wut would you do wit a strap in yo hand Gangstas do wut dey wunt to s**as do wut dey can My role modle sips on a forty botlle In his footsteps i follow grab da brew and take a swallow I've been livin on da streets since da age of thirteen Cuz i wuz sick of being raised by a dope fiend i so seen Babies need similac money dat wuz meant for similac wuz spent on crack Now do you wanna..kno why its a liquor store on every cona And n***as ain't da owna- listen, we can't afford to send our kids to school but dey got da knowledge- Spend our money with the Japs and they send they kids to college- Now here we are: hoes, dopes, dealers, and bums At da white man's table still beggin fo crumbs Chorus 2x n***as shoot ball (n***as shoot da logs) Nigas shoot da doves (n***as shoot to love) n***as shoot up (n***as shoot pool) But watch out cuz n***as shoot n***as too So wut da f** am i to do when n***as fallin down like flies And dis muthaf**in money starin me in da eyes And my brother sayin come on in stop buggin But we done already lost 3 uncles and 5 cousins To da streets n***as sh** deep No room fo da maple leafs Cuz muthaf**as play fo keep I wunt respect when i step on da field Saw a n***a dat k**ed i gotta k** befo deez n***as get sum bright ideals And start thinkin we hoes or sumthin So when i see dat muthaf**a n***a n***a staight dumpin Chorus 2x