Life..... niggas used to come and get me. when it was time to disagree with an enemy. pass the hennessy it gives me energy. packed the gat in the small of my back. where these niggas at I clear the whole pack. talkin' shit cuz I'm down for my set I'm a vet. smokin' on a wet cigarette. (who these niggas think they are). (wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar). I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs. cuz these westside niggas is harder thugs. enslve us but nothin' can save us from sportin' Ben Davis shootin' at your neighbors. (cuz sometimes I feel like a nut don't give a fuck. when I open ya up). hot rocks fly from the back seat and. busta ass niggas run like a track meet. an if you crawl in the middle bleed mo' dinner little. (what). killer king is the hospital. feelin' numb from the bullets I hum. and when they hit black mothers. have fits I don't give a shit. (Chorus). [Mack 10]. Fool I'm a vet you can bet that. I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it). [Mr. Short Khop]. Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there. (Foe life) I'm still there. my house shoes get wet from the dew on the grass. up early in the morning takin' out the trash. feelin' like a loser alcohol abuser. two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser. one on the peddles the other on the handle bars (what). tryin' be ghetto stars they said:. Are you from the westside is it so?. i said hell yea and who wanta to know (me). in slow mo fo' fo' slugs face down in the mud. puddle full of blood left for dead. the pain starts to spread now I can't feel my legs. I meet doctor who at King Drew medical center. as I enter I see you. he said the bullet hit a nerve that was vital. I said I can't move my legs he said don't try to. now this ain't the end my friend but you'll probably. never walk again. I sit there motionless holdin' this pain inside. contemplating suicide. at night I jerk and jerk. but my dick don't work it don't even hurt (damn). now who'd ever thought a nigga rude as Ice Cube. I be pissin' through a tube Fool i'm a vet. (Chorus). [Mack 10]. Fool I'm a vet you can bet that. I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it). [Mr. Short Khop]. Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there. young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair. fuck a V-A they need G-A. gang hospital for a crippal now I'm drinkin' rippal. same corner same hood I'm still there. with bandanas tied to my wheel chair. To all the hoodrat hoes I'm fired. they mad cuz my tongue get tired. now everybody wanna put they dope on me. sayin' I won't get searched by the LAPD. I'm sitting on a doorway duece five. Dependin on that to keep my ass alive. I don't got bows but my arm's about a one-six. My fuckin legs lookin like tooth picks. some times I can't deal got to beg the B G's to roll me up the hill. put me on the porch now I'm on the torch. smokin' cocaine. just to maintain nutin' to gain nutin' to lose. and last night I couldn't make it to the bathroom. feelin' like a two year old you can't get a sip from the brew I hold. nigga its the only friend to a stranger AKA hadicap gangbanger. there's a lot in my life I regret becomin' a ghetto vet. Fool I'm a Vet. (Chorus)(2X). [Mack 10]. Fool I'm a vet you can bet that. I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it). [Mr. Short Khop]. Its rainin' bullets and I'm still there. young ghetto nigga in a wheelchair. Life...... Yea..... Life.... Yea..... Life... Life..... Dedicated to all the ghetto vets