[Female singer]
I'm going through a thang
Ohhhohh!


[Ghetto E]
Black child, murdered on the playground

Blood stains on the ground
As they're taking his body, swish was the only sound
Fiends give ace away, suckin dicks in alleyways

I understand that crime pay, so I can't put my gun away
My cousin slangin yola on the block like Coca-cola
Til he slung a boulder to undercover narcotic soldiers

I'm tryin to drink the pain away with liqour
But the problems keep on comin
Havin visions of some ^!$$% that's dickin my woman, in my bedroom

I'm slowly chewin mushrooms, tryna zoom
Cuz I know the end is comin soon
My momma got problems of her own, and I'm adding to 'em

Feds inditing (*##$-ass ^!$$%s, and they rattin to 'em
^!$$%s stole my car for the sounds and danas, $#&@ that
Got him back, he tryed to slang it to my neighbor

Cardiac arrest, from all this stress that's on my chest
Keepin it real, and yet a ^!$$% still
Going through a thang


[Chorus x2: Male singer (Bootleg)]
Oooh I'm, still going

Going through a thang (I'm going through a thang, still)
Oooh I'm, still going
Going through a thang (Still going through a thang)


[Bootleg]
I got some problems, today has been a bad day

My auntie stole my closest odom cuz she started smokin llel
When I walk my little girl to school, I choose to hold her hand
The other day they found a newborn baby in the trashcan

Dead wrong, sad song
Sunk in the hood, where we come from
In the winter time, I donate my old coats to the bums

I was raised around
Visions of my cold days, walkin prison compounds, look at me now
My baby mama suing me, $#&@in me on child support

Got me for a hundred thousand, right before we went to court
I'm catchin myself from fallin, my record deal was stallin
Quit tootin no cocaine, why we big ballin

These ^!$$%s wanna hang, cuz I'm makin change
Twenty-inch thangs, hellafied bain
Cardiac arrest, from all this stress that's on my chest

Keepin it real, yet a ^!$$% still, going through a thang

[Chorus x2]


[Esham]
Ha, ha, ha, ha

Still going through a thang
Going through some thangs, going through some thangs
Going through a thang

I'm going, I'm going, through a thiz-ang
Wanna let my nuts hiz-ang
It's all about that product sliz-ang

Me must be out your miz-ang
Esham is who I iz-ang
Murders to said I kliz-ang

Still down to biz-ang
Biz-ang your brains out
I ride via same clout

Been packin the nine everytime I rhyme, since I came out
I'm down with my mellow, Ghetto E be bustin the metal
I'm on the driver side, murder by switch of the pedal

Hello, once again it's them cats from Michigan
Going through some thangs, that you be like, "Not this again"
Dem ^!$$%s sellin dope, the preacher gave us hope

And couldn't be save by St. John, Paul, or Pope

[Chorus x2]