Saigon, ​stic.man - Nobody Cares lyrics

What's really, really crack? What's really
Really dope? What's really
Really sad is we don't really have hope
What's really, really hood? What's really
Really there?
Sad shit about it, nobody really
Really cares

They opened up another Chinese place
As if we needed one
Like we can't get a hold of Chin Wong
He in the hood with the
Egg foo young kennedy Fried
Stay open ‘til five look, guys
Open your eyes
We can't survive when people come
In our neighborhood and ride
While we fall like the towers
Hours after Bin Laden's surprise
Knowledge is magnemetized niggas gonna to
Cling to the truth
Which is every word that I sing in the booth
I gotta watch the shit I bring to the youth
Rap is affecting the hood my little
Cuz Nate slinging is proof
I used to listen to Onyx
And think I had bionics dre made me say
"Fuck my book where the fuck is my chronic?"
The funny shit is it's a white
Man that always behind it
He turn a relation into his economics
And it's a promise ‘til I'm dead and gone
(What?) when that revolution come
I'mma be good and ready to get it on
(Get it on)

What's really, really crack? What's really
Really dope? What's really
Really sad is we don't really have hope
What's really, really hood? What's really
Really there?
Sad shit about it, nobody really
Really cares

But real is not an image
It's the substance behind it
Pulling out your pistol in
Your own neighborhood, stunting
Endangering the babies on the block
That ain't about nothing
The OGs say the gangs used
To be about something
The street life had honor and code now
We just fronting
Is it rap that got us acting like that?
Or the conditions we live in that
Got us cornered and packed?
Up in the prisons
Politicians running ‘round with these
Rappers like mascots
So they can hijack the have not
Vote in the ballot box
Now I'm anti to Bush agenda but I remember
It was Bill Clinton that took
Welfare do you remember?
What's really hood with these
MC wars? Inflated egos
Acting like some gossiping hoes
That shit is weak, yo
I focus on stacking this paper
Setting the power
‘Cause if we ain't controlling the hood
Then it ain't ours

What's really, really crack? What's really
Really dope? What's really
Really sad is we don't really have hope
What's really, really hood? What's really
Really there?
Sad shit about it, nobody really
Really cares