n***** 4 Life Lyrics

Why do I call myself a n*****, you ask me?
Well it's because m************ want to blast me
And run me outta my neighborhood
They label me as a dope dealer
Yo! and say that I'm no good
But I can't find jobs so n****** wouldn't have to go out
Gave up some dope on the corner so they could show out
When the cops came, they gave a fake name
Because the life in the streets is just a head game
So therefore, to make more
A fifteen year old black kid will go and rob a liquor store
And get shot in the process
He ate up a nine bullet and now he's put to rest

Why do I call myself a n*****, you ask me?
I guess it's the way s*** has to be
Back when I was young getting a job was murder
f*** flipping burgers
Cause a deserve a nine-to-five I can be proud of
That I can speak loud of
And to help a n***** get out of
Yo! the concrete playground
But most m************ only want you to stay down
But I'm a smart m*********** you see
One of the best producers in the rap music industry
Getting paid like a m************
A young brother who don't give a f*** about another

Why do I call myself a n*****, you ask me?
Because police always want to harass me
Every time that I'm rolling
They swear up and down that the car was stolen
Make me get faced down in the street
They throw the s*** out my car on the concrete
In front of a residence
A million white m************ on my back like I shot the President

Why do I call myself a n*****, you ask me?
Because my mouth is so mother f****** nasty
b**** this, b**** that
n***** this, n***** that
In the mean while my pockets are getting fat
Getting paid to say this s*** here
Making more in a week than a doctor makes in a year
So, why not call myself a n*****?
It's better than pulling the trigger and going up the river
And don't I get called a n***** anyway?
Booked as a m*********** and locked away
So, so, cut out all that bullshit
Yo! I guess I'll be a n**** for life
(n******, crack-heads, thieves
If there's a hell below, we're all gonna go)

n*****, n*****, n*****,
n*****, n*****,
n*****, please
I'm treated like a f****** disease
You say "Why can I call myself a n***** so quick?"
Cause I can reach in my draws and pull out a bigger d***
Yo! n****** say n***** we cool
But, cracker say n***** not to f*** up
But I got to be a fast n*****
Not to be the last n*****
Or I have to beat your a**, n*****
In the city you see action first
Then hear about it later
In a verse I curse
Because I'm real with this to keep my s*** straight b**pin'
Murder created by the streets of Compton
I get it from the underground poet
I live it, I see it, and I write it
Because I know it
And if you think I'm f****** your wife
Your m************ right
Yo! Because I'm a n***** for life
n*****, this
n*****, that
The actual fact is that I'm black
And bound to attract
The attention of another
I mean the other
But I'm a m*********** that'll have them running for cover
You see, I don't give a f*** about nothing
Except getting paid, getting b******, and issuing stitches
Which is all needed to read it and find a rhyme
And then it's time to say
The n*****'s here to stay
But what about the fake n******, the house n******
To get paid quick they gotta suck a fat d***
But NWA is outta your m************ range
We ain't gonna change a m************ thing

I call myself a n***** cause my skin won't whiten
I call myself a n***** cause the s*** that I'm writin'
Hypes me, hypes other m************ around me
And that's the reason why they want to surround me
And ask me, why do I call myself a n*****-o
Ain't none of their f*****' business cause I'll let the trigger go
So get out of my presence, and get out of my sight
Cause MC Ren is a n***** for life

You're a n***** 'til you die
If you're a poor n*****, then you're a poor n*****
If you're a rich n*****, you're a rich n*****
But you never stop being a n*****
And if you get to be educated, you's an educated n*****

It's plain to see, you can't change me
Cause I'm a be a n***** for life
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