Father God wants you to do better, no question, I’m a spell it out right down to the letta. 
Are you tryin’ to be a trend setter, a go getter, a true representer? 
or maybe you’re just a follower with no power. 
Flowin’ where the wind goes where the sin goes every hour 
but you cower when I tell ya you can do better and set the trend and stop the violence 
recommend an end to the triggerin’  
brothas don’t be figurin’ the consequences of they actions 
gats dey packin’, thuglife temptation’s like Delilah to Sampson. 

Can anyone answer the questions I’m askin? 
 

Drugs in my hood it’s like a fatal attraction. 
Thugs in my hood, my brothas losin’ traction. 
Drugs in my hood it’s like a fatal attraction. 
Drugs in my hood, that stuff is fatal... 
  

Set up by the FBI no surprise, tears in my eyes while I describe 
brothas ready to die don’t use the third eye 
smokin’ LA LA laughin’ HA HA 
gettin’ stupid gettin’ dizzy, steady losin’ refusin’ to get busy 
It’s real G, no energy to fight... 

Tendency to sleep all day and all night and you wonder why ya fail. 
Goin’ through Hell, stimmin the brain cells, fillin up the jails. 
As far as I can tell, you don’t believe you can achieve real satisfaction. 
That’s why... 

Drugs in my hood it’s like a fatal attraction. 
Thugs in my hood, my brothas losin’ traction. 
Drugs in my hood it’s like a fatal attraction. 
Drugs in my hood, that stuff is fatal... 
 

Ay yo, I thought I heard you said you was a man with a plan  
with sense in yo head ready to raise a fam. 
Get all you can but ‘aint got it yet, 
What’s holdin’ you back black? Seem like the devil got you under attack. 
Can’t reach the next level, try to be a rebel, when I face yo explanations 
makes me wanna get the shovel. 
Time someone tells you why ya don’t get far. 

Cous, wherever you go, there you are...