Back In The Days
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Back in the days
In the past times

It wasn't no aids
There was no AIDS virus back then

It wasn't no ak's
There were no AK-47 guns around

More afros than braids
People had more afros than braids hairstyles

Wasn't nuttin for a boy to get a straight fade
Boys could easily get a straight haircut

But not no mo
But not anymore

Niggaz done twist up the fro
People have now started twisting their afros

Let it lock and grow
They let their hair grow and lock into dreads

Quick to go to gunplay bout that fro
They are now prone to gun violence over their hairstyles

Nigga you don't know
You don't understand how things have changed

And I'm thinkin bout when
And I'm reminiscing about the time

Round the time I was ten
Around the time when I was ten years old

And way before the pen
And before I went to jail

The worst thing I ever remember seeing
The most terrible thing I recall witnessing

Was a boy get his whole head bashed in
Was a boy getting his head beaten in

But now they gettin blown off
But now people are getting shot to death

Whole chest torn off
Their whole chest cavity is ripped apart

Whole block roped off
The entire block is cordoned off by police

Two clips in his house for fuckin round
Someone got shot multiple times for messing around

Runnin off at his damn mouth
Talking recklessly and getting into trouble

Yep back in the days it wadn't bout fame
Back in the day, it wasn't about being famous

And it wudn't bout a name
It wasn't about having a reputation

Plus it wudn't no thang
Moreover, it didn't matter

To kill a nigga and do the rest of ya life in the chain gang
It was common to kill someone and spend your life in prison

But na shit done changed
But now everything has changed

And I know it seem strange
And I know it may seem unusual

But I'm a maintain
But I will persevere

So I'm a stack my flow and say 'fuck you hoes'
So, I'll focus on my music and not care about women

Stay the fuck out the chain gang
I'll avoid going back to jail

Some hoes no shame
Some women have no sense of shame

Other hoes play games
Other women play games and manipulate men

See they'll fuck ya for the fame
They will have sex with you for fame and money

And when the heat is on and they can't hang
And when they're being investigated and can't handle the pressure

They'll give them crackers yo name
They'll give the authorities your name

Thell say it under oath
They will testify to it in court

And swear to tell the truth
And promise to tell the truth

Run down what ya do
Tell them everything you did

How ya clown wit ya crew
How you act with your friends

Along with that a list of shit like who fucked in who house
In addition to that, provide a list of things like people having sex in someone's house

Tell a ho about ya spot
Tell a woman about your home

Where ya threw away the glock
Where you got rid of your gun

But every bitch that ya shot
Every woman you have shot

Every key that ya caught
Every drug stash you managed to steal or collect

And every car that ya drop
And every car you have acquired

The ninety-seven drop tops
Referring to convertible cars from 1997

And them Carolina trips
Referring to trips to North Carolina

And then they grill you the flip
And then they interrogate you until you reveal more information

Time and date when ya dip
The exact time and date when you left a place

Every deal you done dealt
Every drug transaction you have conducted

And every crib you done built
And every house you have built with drug money

With no muthafuckin guilt
Without feeling any remorse

All pimps got paid
Pimps were paid well

And all hoes got slayed
Prostitutes were sexually used and exploited

Alot a money got saved
A lot of money was saved

And every playa had it made
All players had a prosperous lifestyle

In Dade
Referring to the Miami-Dade County

We was slayed before then
We were defeated before that time

Boys was made before then
Boys became men before that time

Raisin poor men
Raising poor men

With no choice
Without a choice

But na shit done changed
But now everything has changed

I mean a nigga done came
I mean that a person has come along

Ya done took our name
You have taken our identity or heritage

We done peeped yall game
We have observed your tactics or tricks

Ya ovalooked our pain
You have ignored our suffering

Man, and we aint tryin to be friends
And we are not trying to become friends

Ya wudn't tryin back then
You weren't trying to help us back then

Had a problem with my skin
You had an issue with my race

Got together with ya clan
You collaborated with your group

And send a young poor black man
And sent a young, impoverished Black man

Straight to the pen
Straight to the penitentiary

Ya had beef with the blacks
You had a conflict with the Black community

But na the blacks got the gats
But now, Black people have guns too

So if a cracker talk slick his ass gon get whacked
So if a white person talks disrespectfully, they'll get shot

And you can bet that
And you can be sure of that

See nigga
You see, man

Back in the days
In the past times

I was young and afraid
I was young and scared

So dumb in a way
So foolish in a way

I was trapped in a maze
I was lost in a confusing situation

Locked up in a cage
Incarcerated in a prison cell

So hey
So there you have it