Channel Zero Lyrics - Canibus

Ayo, yea niggas 

I'm talkin to all y'all hard rock niggas 

Let y'all niggas know that I understand 

What niggas is really goin through ya understand? 

Motherfuckin down to they last cent 

Smoke the looseys 

Thinkin up shit to do, doin stick ups and shit 

Bustin at niggas, murderin niggas 

Gettin bullshit ass money 

What if that was your breed was you murderin clown? 

It's wack 

Shout out to grandpa, you know what i'm sayin 

Shout out to grandpa kelly 

My man ralou's brother little Deven 

Ya know I'm sayin, Freaky Taliq's moms, rest in peace 

Know I'm sayin 

Everybody wanna live the ill life, know i'm sayin 

But yo we tryin ta live it like love, peace and nappiness 

You know I'm sayin, word up 

I'm growing up in the ghetto 

And there was nobody happy 

And my head is mad nappy and 

I'm thinkin up a way that I can get some dough 

Man I'm tryin ta blow 

But yet this record shit is so slow 

I got the whole family on my back 

All I do is eat and sleep 

Run the street with that steel pack 

You know the lost boyz got 

With timbs and jeans 

Field jackets, and hats coverin the eyes 

But listen, that's how it is 

If you don't dig how I live 

Motherfucka 

Cuz everyday on the street 

The black man is gettin beat 

Police line us up on the concrete 

Now people look at me 

And always see wrong 

A new problem everyday 

I'm tryin ta be strong 

Now how strong can a nigga be 

When the blacks is locked down 

And the white man's got the key 

It's gettin harder day after day 

Somebody got ta pay 

And in my closet lays an AK 

The new cat is found dead 

Plus when he killed the girl 

He put the gun to his own head 

Ya never hear it on the 6:00 news 

When my niggas get killed in the street over tennis shoes 

It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man 

The homeless keep warm by settin fire to a trash can 

Now everyday I need ends 

New shit my nigga weed 

St. Ides is my best friend 

Pa's is broke 

No calls comin in on my phone 

And money I'm down to my last stone 

My mom dukes is always bangin on my door 

My music's too loud 

I got clothes on the floor (pick em up) 

She doesn't understand 

I'm cruisin in the fast lane 

I'm fresh outta nerves 

Ma, you're workin on my last vein 

Now how can I explain 

That I don't wanna take her out 

But that's stuck in my brain 

We're havin fight after fight 

Because I leave when it's bright 

And comes home the next night 

But that's the life that I live understands me 

It's bad enough that Po-Nine tried ta can me 

Ayo my lifestyle is rough 

I got three sisters, four brothers 

Man, ain't this enough? 

But yet I gots no hero 

But I got the 411 on the ghetto 

Tune into channel zero 

Tune into channel zero 

Tune into channel zero 

Everybody in the world 

Everybody uptown 

Everybody in Queens 

Tune into channel zero 

Everybody in Brooklyn 

Everybody in the Bronx 

Everybody in the world 

Tune into channel zero