K-Rino, DBX, Murder One, Point Blank - Stories From The Black Book lyrics

Life's a Wheel of Fortune, come spin it
Kill a man in South Park
He'll be back in about twenty minutes
In my hood, kids don't know how to act
'Cause the Tooth Fairy is hoing and
Santa Claus is selling crack
At night, a bullet overexertor
Creates a new game in the
Park: Name That Murder
Little Johnny is hard I assume
I heard he had a twin but
Killed his ass in the womb
Real life is wrecking your brain Jack
You might as well take a fucking
Nap on a train track
Murder a dope fiend, prostitute, thief, cop
Or crook
I'm kicking Stories from the Black Book

K-Rino, K-Rino
Showing motherfuckers how South Park blow
K-Rino, K-Rino
Showing motherfuckers how South Park go

Boys and girls, it's time to get deep
I'm finna telling y'all the story
Of Little Ho Peep
Damn that booty was cheap as can be
And if she brought her friend you
Could buy one fuck one free
A brother hit it then broke from the scene
Came to find out that the
Little trick was fourteen
She didn't pimp so he thought
That he lucked up
He came in the freak, now she pregnant
(man, that's fucked up) what's even worse
She would hit the smoke
And pistol on occasion
Never fazed when people started gazing
Raised in the neighborhood of ducks
I'm handing out bucks to a bum and
Some wranglers and dirty ass chucks
Kids who oughta be future lawyers
Stockbrokers
Turn out to be hoes, future warriors
And rock smokers
Burnt out, broke, and hooked
K-Rino calmly kicking the Story
From the Black Book

K-Rino, K-Rino
Showing motherfuckers how South Park blow
K-Rino, K-Rino
Showing motherfuckers how South Park go

Yo, a brother thought he was hard and slick
Tried to pull a trick and got shot down quick
Just like Theresa, her record was very clean
Till five cops fucked her on the
Side of that Dairy Queen
Game is game yet death is reality
Money's a necessity yet
School's a technicality
Cereal with no milk's what it's like
'Cause Snap is snorting, Crackle's on crack
And Pop's hitting the pipe
It's up to us to teach ourself
Then teach brothers
Mentally mold, educate, then reach others
Before I go out like a trick from the past
I'll wipe my ass with
Sandpaper and broken glass
If negativity continues to reign
Ya might as well stand in line
And get fitted for ya chain
Twist your brain and change ya name
'Cause in the drawers of life
You ain't nothing but a shit stain
'Cause brothers will strip you naked
Grab your neck and break it
Steal a ambulance so you won't make it
And I don't wanna see your nuts getting took
And become another chapter of
K-Rino's Black Book

K-Rino, K-Rino
Showing motherfuckers how South Park blow
K-Rino, K-Rino
Showing motherfuckers how South Park go