What Would You Do
If/Then OBC 3/5/14 Lyrics

As the clock ticks, we knock off the block quick
We make quick work of our enemies as time passes

Chip off the ol' block of the sixty Steve's our pops
We come from the same tough upbringing as our fathers and forefathers

We ? will stick you for your cheese to receive our props (yeah)
We rob people for money to gain respect and recognition in our community

Believe it or not, we not evil, we fiending to stop
Despite our actions, we don't view ourselves as bad; we're just trying to survive

We ? we crying out to the dire amounts of survival
We are struggling to survive and resort to criminal activity to make ends meet

We not desired to beef, just inspired the spiral
We don't want to fight, but our circumstances lead us to a cycle of violence

Beneath the ? dirt for every stem in the grass
Underneath the surface of every situation lies potential danger

Memories pass, I keep 'em working, a vile stem in the hash
I hold on to memories and use them as motivation, even if they are not positive

He will ? kill a killer feeling like he's killing himself (uh)
He will commit murder and feel guilty, as though he is destroying a part of himself

He's feeling himself but not that killer but he's that killer himself (yeah)
He has confidence in himself but also recognizes that he is capable of violence

He's spending his last, fiending looking to turn this cash raw
He is using his final resources to make money by any means necessary

It's like, Felix Trinidad turning a glass jaw
It's an easy victory, like when boxer Felix Trinidad defeated a fighter with a weak chin

No, please! You're not that broke thief
Don't resort to stealing, you're not that desperate

I used to approach you like you would've approached me (why?)
I used to be friendly to you because I saw myself in you

Cause you was just like me.
Because we are both struggling in the same environment

What would you do if you knew what he knew?
How would you react if you were in his shoes?

If you went through, what he been through
If you experienced the same hardships as him

If you get him will he come back to get you?
If you take revenge on him, will he retaliate?

Would you lose, would he lose?
What would be the consequences of both winning and losing?

What would you do if he as real as me and you now?
How would you handle the situation if he was just as genuine as us?

As me and you now, now see it through
Like you and me, he is human and deserves empathy

Deep in your heart you like to snake and probably fool
You may have a tendency to deceive and betray others

But, we in the streets so ? no no no
In this violent environment, there is no room for betrayal or dishonesty

Yo, panic and both of us stiff as mannequins, we speak
We are both paralyzed by fear and speak unnaturally

We ? both got rules to the streets we keep if you cross and we creep
We both abide by a strict code of conduct in our community and will retaliate if crossed

We ? we even cold in the coffin with sheets
We are accustomed to danger and violence, even in death

We ? was taught in the streets what we fought, our thoughts and beliefs
We learned everything we know from our environment and have formed our own ideologies

We ? front on we actors; we love the next nigga
We act tough and pretend to be someone we're not, but we still care for those in our community

'bout as much as we love our guns and we'll ditch our guns if we have to
We value our relationships with others as much as we value our weapons and are willing to give them up if necessary

Our religion is we niggas that's living
Our way of life and beliefs are shaped by the environment we live in

We believe in the Lord, while we unsure 'bout the way it was written
We have faith in God, but we question the accuracy and relevance of religious texts

We ? focus on what niggas focus on us
We pay attention to who is watching us and are always on guard

The beam or scope is on us, we teens that just hope to grow up
We are constantly targeted by law enforcement and hope to survive long enough to reach adulthood

Uh, I know the shit I said it hundreds of times
I am aware that I am repeating myself

Would this bun or this .9 switch with the hands of a one-of-a-kind?
Would my fate be different if someone else were in my position?

Hell naw!
No, it wouldn't.