Huey Talking:
This goes out to all my kids out there in the hood..ya know going threw the struggle and what not. Theres always something bad that could happen in the hood...ya know. (yea)
Chorus:
Momma where you at. Daddy where you at, the hoods out of control, time to fight back. Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime, because they dont believe the sun can still shine. Waiting to long, now its a problem, You see what it is how it go wrong, ooh thats understood, cause nobody loves the hood
Verse 1:
Man this hook is too true to believe in
Where da hell is ya momma and daddy when you need em
Born in the hood, so the hoods in ya heart, though nothings been good in the hood from the start
Either you was with ya momma, or never had a daddy. Or never had neitha, and was raised wit ya granny
Its a cold a** world, fa the younga generation. In err hood, somebody would time to be facing
For a fuc*ed up reason, a bad as* time, den gave up, they dont think the sun still shine
Brush it against the wall, forced to do crime
Some say they'll die, before they do time
Cause jail ain't the place to be, might be fa you, but ain't fa me (yea)
You enjoying yo life, why, cause yo fists grip wood, the kids doing bad, cause nobody loves da hood
Chorus:
Momma where you at. Daddy where you at, the hoods out of control, time to fight back. Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime, because they don't believe the sun can still shine. Waiting to long, now its a problem, You see what it is how it go wrong, ooh that's understood, cause nobody loves the hood
Verse 2:
Man the kids always getting lectured
But what do you expect when they have no direction
Father in jail, mother strung out
No curfew, late nights, hung out
Getting money on the zone, now its a problem, cause they selling white rocks, carrying a revolver
Errbody gotta eat, somehow, someway
Wishin they'll make it out, somehow someday
They can put the drugs down, and pick up the books
There's only a few good cops, cause most of them crooks. Supposed to protect and serve, but now they got the nerve. They want criminals up off of the curb
Its a cold as* world, especially for male, they filling up more than half of all jails
The government got the world misunderstood, I dedicate this to the ones who love the hood
Chorus:
Momma where you at. Daddy where you at, the hoods out of control, time to fight back. Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime, because they don't believe the sun can still shine. Waiting to long, now its a problem, You see what it is how it go wrong, ooh thats understood, cause nobody loves the hood
Bridge:
Stand strong all my lil solders
Reject all negative words people done told ya
Grind how you gotta, and make em out of believers
Give the middle fingers, and tell em i dont need ya
Over come the bad, and pray to the lord
Someone to turn good, cause the grace of the lord
Now you could smile, and say its all good
I'm never gonna leave, cause somebody love the hood
Chorus:
Momma where you at. Daddy where you at, the hoods out of control, time to fight back. Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime, because they dont believe the sun can still shine. Waiting to long, now its a problem, You see what it is how it go wrong, ooh thats understood, cause nobody loves the hood
Chorus:
Momma where you at. Daddy where you at, the hoods out of control, time to fight back. Kids just doing time, ain't nothing but crime, because they dont believe the sun can still shine. Waiting to long, now its a problem, You see what it is how it go wrong, ooh thats understood, cause nobody loves the hood
