[Verse 2]
I'm eighteen,✦ and now I'm havin'✦ big fun
My baby's✦ mother✦ just had my first son
May eleven,✦ I never✦ will forget✦ the day
A star's born, let's name him little Scarface
My first born and yo I'm a proud father✦
I gotta✦ son, I gots ta be my son's father✦
And sellin✦ dope ain't the way that I can get ahead✦
But what the hell, I gots ta keep my baby✦ fed
I buy him milk, and pampers tryin ta do my part
And he's my son, I gots ta try to make him hard
I buy him clothes, and jewelry not the Tonka✦ toys
Because✦ the Tonka✦ toys will only✦ punk my boy
And I don't want my son to look at life
Through a replica of reality✦ tryin' to make it lifelike
But yet and still I let my son be a kid
Just give him up the real, exactly like my momma✦ did
So when he gets to be a man he'll appreciate
The game I gave him way back when he used✦ to roller✦ skate
And now my son is four years old
I really✦ gots ta give the real and try to play the father's role
Because✦ these years he'll remember✦ most
So it's all about✦ little Marcus and me becomin' close
But I got a buncha✦ obstacles
If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies✦ on my popsicle
Now everybody's got my baby✦
Wantin'✦ to have their hands in my pocket✦ tryin to drive me crazy✦
"It's your daughter,✦ don't she look like you?"
I just can't tell, why don't you take it to my Momma✦ Duke
Because✦ my mother✦ knows the real deal
All these hoochies✦ poppin'✦ coochie tryin' to get a free meal
So now we in and outta✦ court
Tryin' to get mo money,✦ braggin' om the child support
Tellin'✦ her friends that she's breakin'✦ me
Now eveybody✦ knows, that she was just fakin'✦ G
Come to find out, the girl never✦ had me
She's the baby's✦ mother✦ but me I ain't the baby's✦ daddy✦
And biological tests can prove
You gotta✦ get up off of me and go after✦ the other✦ dude
But now I finally✦ got a real daughter✦
No need for the testin'✦
I know that I'm the baby's✦ father✦
I heard my daddy✦ say them hoes will try ta kill ya
You couldn't have told me nothin'✦ back then
But now I feel ya...
I feel ya...
[Verse 3]
Now I'm twenty-two and finally✦ got a grip on life
It's nineteen✦ ninety-three, I put away✦ my pocket✦ knife
And got a bigger✦ stick to fight with
I'm young and black so my choice ain't a nightstick
Because✦ we livin'✦ in a concentration✦ set
And everyday, we face to face with death
I seen my homies✦ go and come
And judgement day is just somethin we can't run from
So I know my number's comin'✦ up
So I gotta✦ protect myself from suckers who be runnin'✦ up
And even✦ though I hate killin'✦ off my own kind
I gotta✦ be a man and as a man I'm a defend mine
My brother✦ Quanell's tryin' to keep the neighbourhood at peace
Don't fight each other,✦ we gots ta stand and fight the beast
So united✦ we stand but we gonna✦ fall quick
Because✦ we always✦ tryin to take another✦ brother's shit
And the cops is in the same vote
Just because✦ we comin'✦ up quick they think we slang dope
They shootin' ta kill, they gas ain't sparkin' goods
They shot my long time partner Rudy✦ in cold blood
And now the story's✦ all twisted up
And if they gave the cop the chair
I really✦ wouldn't give a fuck
Because✦ she left my partner's family✦ with memories✦
And after✦ hearin'✦ this I know you gon' remember✦ me
But yet in still I find it hard for me to stay in touch
I see his parents and then I started breakin'✦ up
Because✦ I know what you did was wrong
But you won't realize until you dead and gone
It ain't no justifiable homicide, you never✦ gave a warning
You straight up shot him from behind✦
But all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna✦ bring him back
You give a gat to a black he don't know how to act
But you gotta✦ tell your story✦ to the judge
Not the imitation✦ judge, the judge that everybody✦ loves✦
And if the man upstairs grants you forgiveness
Then in reality✦ you took care of your business
But regardless I know you wanna✦ kill me
But I ain't goin' out like dat
Ya feel me?
...yeah