On And On

On and on and on..

Nowadays you gotsta walk the street and watch your back

Cause brothers with the gats don't be knowin how to act

They always pull the glock when somebody rocks they knot

And if they get shot they often snitch to the cops

Now tell me this aint livin foul

She just had a baby child and shes back to sellin crack vials

On the Ave cause shes addicted to the fast cash

How long will that last before the cops be up in that ass

But honey-dip dont wanna listen cause shes in no position

Now nobody gives a pot to piss in

Her life is stuck and filled with bad luck

So she sucks and ****s to earn another buck

She don't really care about pride

And she jumps into another ride then comitted suicide

Hey Yo, this goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

This goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

Hey Yo, this goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

This goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

Times is gettin' hard, word is bond, I swear to God

I even got caught tryin' to steal from the junkyard

A born terror, A rebel without a cause

Ain't never had a good Chris********as, so who is Santa Claus?

I walk the streets at night with my head down

In this lil town you see clowns that wanna be down

So they get a glock a lick shots to get props

And when shit rocks all you can hear is the shells drop

An old man got shot in the parkin' lot

In front of my buildin' I hang with his grandchildren

And for the bitch that pulled the trigga and tried to slide

And hide, but he got knocked by da homicide

And this happens everyday around my way

So I pray that I can live anotha day

Hey Yo, this goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

This goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

Hey Yo, this goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

This goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

Hey Yo, get a load of this guy you know the Mr. Hard

He the one who talk about gats but aint' bustin nobody

He speaks the name game so he can just maintain

I'll blow him out the frame n' his moms'll get gang banged

But his rep was hi-tech in the projects

Pulled his nuckle-jacks so he got mad respect

The niggas in hoodies packed up their loaded gats

Met up in the back so they could plan the attack

Wasn't hard to tell that these kids was no joke

They let the pistol smoke and at nine was dopin and coked

I seen it happen everyday where I live

I know a few brothers, drug dealers, most of them fugitives

Hey Yo, this goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

This goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

Hey Yo, this goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang

This goes on it don't stop

Everybody's doin' their own thing from hooker in the drug slang