[Intro]
[Willie D] Boy, what you do in here in three O'clock in the morning?
[Some Kid] Uncle Willie, I gotta leave Houston. I'm.. I'm..

I'm five years old and I'm stuck in the dope game
[Chorus: Excerpts from Unknown previous Records] 2X
I don't do this part for fame

Getting dirt game, getting dirt game
[Verse One: Willie D]
^!$$%z are dying, families are crying

I'm wondering why in; the hell blacks keep looking to the sky
And.. asking God for help
And when he help those, who help themselves

And ^!$$%z don't fit the category
Cause when it's Black-On-Black we pull the trigger in a hurry
Please don't step on my road-dog's high tops

Cause he will put your $$# in a pine box
And if he makes it to court
Don't be surprised if your family comes up short

See you're dealing with a system, that do not care
About ^!$$%z, and others on welfare
Every single day;

Another brother in my city gets blown away
Check out the Ten O'clock News tonight
I'm not lying, man ^!$$%z are dying

[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Willie D]
Rodney got killed on the street the other week

He was my friend, and so was Keak
Each one had a chance
But they died waiting on the ambulance

No! I won't blame the paramedics
Like Cube, I'ma blame it on Us, cause we let it
Happens, again and again without doing %#@!

But when the police do it we wanna pitch the (*##$
^!$$%z dropping like flies
And Willie D is running out of the suits and ties

Going to the funerals G
Staring at the casket, knowing one day it'll be me
I fight the tears from the webs of my eyes

With the family, I gotta sympathize
See, it's hard on me, but for them it's much harder
Cause blood is thicker than water

It's messed up, how they shot Little Dool
He was just a baby, only in Middle School
The Lord giveth and he taketh it away, now that's fine

But why are we the only ones dying?
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Willie D]

I don't go to the club as much
Cause ^!$$%z do nothing but cuss and fuss
And bust caps on one another

Every night around 2:00 AM fools running for cover
And since bullets ain't got no name
Somebody ends up slain, cause ^!$$%z can't aim

One shot to the head duke
Homie tried to duck, but the slug beat him to his nook
Another brother got laid to rest

Came in a Jeep, but he left in a hearse
Now that's the way the ball bounces
Can't keep blaming %#@! on the Forty Ounces

Cause that goes to the white clubs boo
See, I'm drinking all night and never argue
But I can't go to the park

Cause anytime a bunch of ^!$$%z together, some %#@!'s gonna start
Acting just like monkeys
Getting laughed at by the redneck honkies

And you know I'm not lying, !@#$ it, ^!$$%z are dying
[Kid]
I don't know uncle Willie

My mama's in the streets everyday, and my daddy's running that %#@!
I don't know what I'ma do, what you think?
[Willie D]

I tell you what, you crash here tonight
Tomorrow we'll go shopping and you'll roll with me from now on
[Chorus]

[Outro: Willie D overlapping the above chorus]
This one is my little Cousin Hedz
R-I-P, see you when I get there