Stanley Hutchinson - World Of Illness lyrics

(Chorus) (2x) *They don't understand us are understand what we go through, n***as a try to snake you even the ones you close to *The stress bring the hell out you in jail can't bail out, they all turned their back on you people you care about (Minus Boo) *Losing my mind I ain't playing with a full deck, i'm still here and my ship hasen't sailed yet *Say hello to the bad man, I sell crack on the corner an keep my gun in the garbage can *Don't judge me you can't knock the hustle, you had everything handed to you you don't know the struggle *Lick shots for my n***a Ark, you should be out here n***a them summer nights in Findley Park *All my young G's keep ya heads up, quick to blow ya head of just to get they bands up *These n***as crazy man want the fast money we lazy man, an yes that's true you can say that again *Don't know what it is about this street sh**, it just be calling me n***a i'm so addicted *I'm in the jungle with the hard heads, and everybody is hungry looking to get fed *Yo it's the night of the living dead, don't hear from no horses mouth didn't wasen't said *You better quit playing with me before I choke you, don't be tryin to give me dap n***a I don't know you *The streets is real realer than 25 to life, everything is dark like a world with no light *Got nobody no more i'm go slang this yayo, talk to the Po Po that's a f**in no no (Chorus) (2x) *They don't understand us are understand what we go through, n***as a try to snake you even the ones you close to *The stress bring the hell out you in jail can't bail out, they all turned their back on you people you care about (Stanley Ipkins) *When I entered this planet already corrupted, now today it's the sh** to be the biggest rat for cheese to hustle *Hard to keep on my lonely they no you got that work, ya business exposed f**in with hoes *You suppose to be a leader you mis-follow, the basic instructions from dying from that monster *Turning the world upside down cause of emotions, feel sh**ted on that's why we send them to them coffins *The streets a strike back until you psycho, you was a water gun youngster now it's really riffles *Stress a issue if the dollars ain't flowin, why turn on a brother that once had yo life glowing *It's the same motto never crush the hand that feed you, the greed for satisfaction could delete you *It's like that no respect a get you gat, we be them Crunch Tymerz spittin actual facts *May be underrated f** it overseas love us, give'em a part of our lifestyle we also from the zoo *Know the grimey that's slimey still chillin got a body, this dirty globe can't control it filled with viruses *Behavior broken hard to trust these newbies, they act cool until they close and do you cruel fool *These the rotten days gotta feel us, I hate that my people still walking with the evil (Chorus) (2x) *They don't understand us are understand what we go through, n***as a try to snake you even the ones you close to *The stress bring the hell out you in jail can't bail out, they all turned their back on you people you care about