Undermine
I've been around, many different places
Worked for corporations but never seen their faces
They're trying to shape us
So our hard work only benefits the racist
But who am I to say?
Opinions don't matter anyway
No one wants to hear the truth
They have these stupid trappers poisoning our youth
Fuck freedom
It's all about parties and drugs
Fuck freedom
It's all about parties and drugs
Stupid little kids only wanting to be thugs
Claiming to be
Something like me
But you never had to hustle and you living for free
I don't understand
You live in a nice home and you still wanna bang?
Leave it to the kids that grew up in the alley
Central LA, I'm not talking bout the valley
Where everybody struggles just to get by
I've been there and done that I ain't gonna lie
But you on the other hand
Can't really say you grew up in a place like this
So you just pretend to understand
Driving around in your mom's mini van
Taxing the people that live on your streets
You do it for fun, We did it to make ends meet
In other words, for a real deal
Hustling from people just to get a nice meal
I had a reason for the way I was
You're only doing it just fucking cuz
So come correct
Protect your neck
Haven't been caught cuz I leave no evidence
Katt's the fucking name two one three is the residence
Worked for corporations but never seen their faces
They're trying to shape us
So our hard work only benefits the racist
But who am I to say?
Opinions don't matter anyway
No one wants to hear the truth
They have these stupid trappers poisoning our youth
Fuck freedom
It's all about parties and drugs
Fuck freedom
It's all about parties and drugs
Stupid little kids only wanting to be thugs
Claiming to be
Something like me
But you never had to hustle and you living for free
I don't understand
You live in a nice home and you still wanna bang?
Leave it to the kids that grew up in the alley
Central LA, I'm not talking bout the valley
Where everybody struggles just to get by
I've been there and done that I ain't gonna lie
But you on the other hand
Can't really say you grew up in a place like this
So you just pretend to understand
Driving around in your mom's mini van
Taxing the people that live on your streets
You do it for fun, We did it to make ends meet
In other words, for a real deal
Hustling from people just to get a nice meal
I had a reason for the way I was
You're only doing it just fucking cuz
So come correct
Protect your neck
Haven't been caught cuz I leave no evidence
Katt's the fucking name two one three is the residence
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Writer(s): Gustavo Tapia-huerta
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