DJ Quik - The Maze lyrics

Bloods kill blood, Crips kill crips
Mexicanos kills bloods, everybody trips
The weed ain't workin, so we all take sips
Road rage, 9 millis, 7 in the clip
LA, LA where have you gone
It used to be a time when
We had it full grown
Now it's, more killin'm
Like it's no more chillin'
Worried ex dope dealers, paranoid villians
Pissed off nigga shoots the shit out of a kid
Gunnin' at the cops 'til they
Open up his fuckin' lid
We ride or die til we really fuckin' die
You know hes goin', you can see it his eyes
So, drink a forty when you hoped
He could be saved but
Tomorrow party with a hole up
In his braids what?
Ain't no love up in the city
It's only hatin' faces you should appologize
That way you won't catch cases

Now, if you kill a rapper
You'll never get caught
Yes, I am a rapper and I always fought
I fought for what was right
Now I gotta bitches and niggaz hatin'
Me because I'm outta sight
And I taste just like castor oil to you
But I'm not a bitter person
Pass the rolls to you
Hit the blunt, it'll pass the spoils to you
Wake your brain up
That's what is spose to do
Now, Black Tone keep me
Off with spruce blonde
I'm a send chicken coup over there
Cause Barbara Bird got 2 blocks
I ain't studyin' you dumbies cause I got
2Pac bangin' off in my cassette deck
I'm a shut up
Gangstas die faster than teachers
And I can see the whole
Game from under the bleachers
Guess a whole lot of mad
Rappers walkin' around Los Angeles
But, I ain't one of 'em i'm just
A son of one of 'em