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Genocide Lyrics - Singles - Mac

[master p] 

Well, it's like this player. 

You know, it's either we all strapped. 

Cause if we ain't somebody goin die. 

We roll on this side and they roll on our side. 

It's like a never ending game. 

And whoever left, that's who wins. 

So check it out player. 

 

[mac] 

Everybody's going trigger happy, wanting to blast 

I remember we used to play ball and cut class 

Now my niggas sport bulletproofs, clutching their gat 

We all headed for hell, my grandmama told me that 

Even now I'm going shell shocked, wanting to shoot 

I was a little cool nigga to tell you the truth 

They put the gats in the ghetto, them rotten motherfuckers 

Wanted us to get frusterated and kill one another 

Now we all beefing and it won't stop till we all sleeping 

Everybody's got to die but why we point the finger at the white man 

Nigga it's us killing us late at night man 

So now I ask my god, is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas 

My auntie said, mac what happend to the good niggas 

Am I a fool cause my heart be true 

And I give a fuck about you and you 

But they don't hear me 

 

[ms. peaches] 

When them niggas ride on you 

You turn around and ride on me 

Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide 

When them niggas ride on you 

You turn around and ride on me 

Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide 

 

[mac] 

Flowers in the soap saying I felt pain 

Through the eyes of the youth I envision your gain 

My nigga eric was young when he was caught up in the drama 

Them niggas took his life right in front his baby mama 

Was that God or the devil, that shit is so deep 

It's hard to dig it with a shovel, now we on that other level 

That's the tale of the ghetto, never change with the name 

It's a constant war, nobody wins, everybody pains 

Everywhere they hating 

They got me sporting camoflauge when I'm misled, preparing on the armageddon 

And everybody to blame for the supplies 

To the vibes, little kids they caught up in the crossfires 

Is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas 

My auntie said, mac what happend to the good niggas 

Am I a fool cause my heart be true 

And I gave a fuck about you and you 

But they don't hear me 

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