Post by Cindy Brown on Sept 6, 2008 10:33:58 GMT -5
Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop
You go with the friends who call themselves your friends
their not your friends just a means to your ends
you call yourselves a gang but to you its just pretend
until they hand you a gun just so you can blend.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
You think you belong but you really don't fit in
but its to late because they let you in
like a club you belong and that makes you feel in tune
does it make you a man, no? I hope you find out soon before its too late, to back out of this plan, when your little brother sees you and he thinks you are a man.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
He is only ten but he wants to be like you, he's all ready thinking street he wants to drop the school, he just wants to be cool just like his big bad brother, what he doesn't see is the tears shed by mother for no other.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
The night drops fast on the ground no sounds so still. when you see your boys pull up, you get in and cruse the streets to make it fair, you see the rivals, your not thinking bible, your hands just act to a reaction satisfaction guaranteed so you shoot and speed away so fast, when the smoke all clears away, you think you had your say.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
and so it goes, you and you hide in the crib, the little guy has no idea what you did, he runs out side, to get off on some play, but when the phone call comes their is nothing left to say. A car comes slowly by and some hands hang out the door, one loud blast and his body hits the floor, you run out to see what the fuss is all about, when you momma peeks out of the window then goes running out. Its her boy, laying their lifeless on the ground, he was only ten, my god, then she starts to pound the ground. You just stand their, because of what you done, earlier in the night, with that gun that makes you a man.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
So on, and on, and on, it goes, you pop him, and it grows and grows. You look off, as far as you can see, theirs no end in sight, is this what you really wanted to be? No? you run down to find your friends to tell them you want out, theirs a hustle in the hustle, and a lot of shouting. You put your foot down and say thats it no more, theirs only one way out, thats when you hit the floor. You go with the friends who call themselves your friends
their not your friends just a means to your ends
you call yourselves a gang but to you its just pretend
until they hand you a gun just so you can blend. Its too late now the so called friends all run, leaving you their to dye, now mama has to bury two sons. "When does it all end?"
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment.
You go with the friends who call themselves your friends
their not your friends just a means to your ends
you call yourselves a gang but to you its just pretend
until they hand you a gun just so you can blend.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
You think you belong but you really don't fit in
but its to late because they let you in
like a club you belong and that makes you feel in tune
does it make you a man, no? I hope you find out soon before its too late, to back out of this plan, when your little brother sees you and he thinks you are a man.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
He is only ten but he wants to be like you, he's all ready thinking street he wants to drop the school, he just wants to be cool just like his big bad brother, what he doesn't see is the tears shed by mother for no other.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
The night drops fast on the ground no sounds so still. when you see your boys pull up, you get in and cruse the streets to make it fair, you see the rivals, your not thinking bible, your hands just act to a reaction satisfaction guaranteed so you shoot and speed away so fast, when the smoke all clears away, you think you had your say.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
and so it goes, you and you hide in the crib, the little guy has no idea what you did, he runs out side, to get off on some play, but when the phone call comes their is nothing left to say. A car comes slowly by and some hands hang out the door, one loud blast and his body hits the floor, you run out to see what the fuss is all about, when you momma peeks out of the window then goes running out. Its her boy, laying their lifeless on the ground, he was only ten, my god, then she starts to pound the ground. You just stand their, because of what you done, earlier in the night, with that gun that makes you a man.
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment
So on, and on, and on, it goes, you pop him, and it grows and grows. You look off, as far as you can see, theirs no end in sight, is this what you really wanted to be? No? you run down to find your friends to tell them you want out, theirs a hustle in the hustle, and a lot of shouting. You put your foot down and say thats it no more, theirs only one way out, thats when you hit the floor. You go with the friends who call themselves your friends
their not your friends just a means to your ends
you call yourselves a gang but to you its just pretend
until they hand you a gun just so you can blend. Its too late now the so called friends all run, leaving you their to dye, now mama has to bury two sons. "When does it all end?"
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop Don't you want to be what you cannot be, or do you want to see what things are meant to be? Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop someone is going down in the heat of the moment.