Yeah! ha ha yeah.... thats right!. The f.a's comin striaght from the wild wild west. Look at baby girl born in 19-7-deuce. Pop's on his fix mom's stuck on that crazy juice. Went to school it's all cool but in junior hiiigh. Little hooker in the bathroom getting hiiigh. What she doing and what she smoking nobody knows. Is she addicted or just slipping into melbose. A bad ass broad running with the girl gang. Just got some tat'stalking all that girl slang.. First one to slap because la vida dont matter. Wip out a cuete watch your brains get splattered. Selling them doves hanging with thugs and all that. Beating up fools with a baseball bat. Started having sex at only 15. Imagine o.g. wears his clothes all crisp and clean. Got pregnant had a baby in december. She wont see the daddy till next september. Mom's and pop's gave her the boot. Kicked her out la casa now what raza. With the money she got she bought a spot of the block. Started paying the rent by slangin' phat ass coca rocks. Now shes 23 her four kids all alone and loc'ed out. And plus shes all smoked outthe base face. You could see it in her eyes it could also tell the tears. Ofa life long cries.. They was headed for self destruction. Conjunction junction(hey yo!) whats your function?. Her own kids gotta healp “cause they knew she was slippin'. Took the devil away homegiiirl you was slippin'.. Chorus:. Slipping into darkness. When you slip you trip and fall. Slipping into darkness. Ain't no sense to give ya'll no love at all. They say we're slipping as a whole one race. So what we gonna choose don't want the blues. I turn to the news and what do i see. (merciless)"everybody in the world ready to d. i. e.". We got blacks against blacks browns against browns. Whites against whitesfrom governments to undergrounds. So peep the soundas it bumps through your stereo. Ear to your brain now check out the scenerio. Cali got quakes mudslides and floods. Pesadillas(nightmares)crips and bloods. Hustlas pimps shot callers and killas. O.g.  macks and the big coca dealers. We got homeboys who just like kicking it. And vato's like me who grab the mic and start splitting it. (merciless) "you're in for a phat treat trip into a phat beat". So get closer to the funk and slip into the backseat.. Chorus x2. They wanna band me cause a brothas makin noise a lot. Ill shoot they ass in a sec wit a poisin dart. They got me runnin down the street gettin hotter. Runnin from the cops as i try to clock my glock. The war wont stop. Thats why they wanna band the music. You ever notcie how the cops cant stand the music. See a black man coolin wit a mexican. We can all have peace the sun sets again. They try to shove us in the pen. But we clown and we frown every time we hit the top ten. Once again its your friend outta oaklandhopin. To keep the hip hop clubs open. Now we can lay back and let them close'm. Or we can have beef and show that we control'em. Now aint nobody gettin paid its a damn shame. Why gang bang brothas in the same gang?. They say securitys to blame cause they lettin it off. Brothas come to have fun but they settin it off. One time make it worse when they sweat us. Send an army of pigs to come get us. Now im runnin outta time and im cool down with the aztecs. This is sorta like soul food