Lyrics- They Don't Care

I wanna know where did it all go wrong...why u communicate death threats in all yo songs...Is that yo real life and if it really is...why would you try to make it cool for little kids...give 'em true game for a chance at long life...cause in my hood if you're wearing ice you're risking life...and why ain't you nice...how did you even get on...cause every one of your songs is the same old song...we know...you're a hustlin-gangbanging-thug-pimp and you got a bently-rangerover-hummer-benz...and you got...more ice than pigs got pork...part owner fantasy island with Mr. Rourke...
THEY CLAIM TO LOVE THE HOOD...ALWAYS HOLLA IT...BUT WHEN ITS TIME TO REPRESENT THEY DON'T PUT THEY DOLLARS IN...CAUSE THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT...WANT US TO SPEND OUR DOUGH ON THEM FOR THEM TO CALL US BROKE...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...i SAID...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...

I wanna know...how does all yo shit rep the hood? and you telling straight lies when you say it's all good...cause is it really? some of these dudes are straight silly...dying over bullshit I know yall niggaz feel me? but are you helping it or hurting it...moving forward or reversing it...giving life or murdering...I'm talking to you...you know who you are...Mr Big-Time_Celebrity-gangsta-rap-star...what about the hood? you too cool to care? you just want 'em to cop your wack record and gear to wear...and with the proceeds...you know you won't feed...not one of those peeps...that you claim to lead...

THEY CLAIM THEY LOVE THE HOOD....ALWAYS HOLLA IT...WHEN ITS TIME TO REPRESENT THEY DON'T PUT THEY DOLLARS IN...CAUSE THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...WANT US TO SPEND OUR DOUGH ON THEM FOR THEM TO CALL US BROKE...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...I SAID THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...

I try to be different even though we all live it...over indulgence in alcoholic liquids...in hopes of escape from a life not terrific...some sell their soul with the wack rhymes they be kicking...marketing schemes to promote their image...cause their skills are missing...playing themselves like a scrimage...my style is so vicious...beats supplied by vision...I had to come because my Love sent me...these wack gansta rappers don't represent me...don't noboby round here push no bently...maybe a broke down chevy with the tank on empty...

THEY CLAIM TO LOVE THE HOOD...ALWAYS HOLLA IT...WHEN ITS TIME TO REPRESENT, THEY DON'T PUT THEIR DOLLARS IN...CAUSE THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...WANT US TO SPEND OUR DOUGH ON THEM FOR THEM TO CALL US BROKE...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...I SAID THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US...