[2Pac Shakur]

"In my raps that im rapping to my community shouldn't be filled with Rage?
You know what I'm saying
They shouldn't be filled with the same atrocities that They gave to me?
In the Media they don't talk about it
So in my raps i have to talk about it
And it just seems foreign cause there's no one else talking about it."

[Verse 1 Trey Day]

Uh
God will i make it out the hood
I Done tried everything a n***a could
Got robbed now I'm moving through the streets like "Try me"
Man i really wish a n***a would
Yeah, and they never understood
But they want to act like everything is all good
Like I'm pose' to act right
Say "no" to crack pipes
I picked up the mic some pic up the gun
Yeah, and everybody better run
1, 2, if you ready or not
They Finna Bury the block
Better watch don't carry a clock
Sunshine, don't matter what time you get got
If YG playing every n***a from "Bompton"
Crips in the func' now everybody Locking'
Right when the party start popping
Came back through then the bodies start Dropping

[Bridge]
Is it bad that a n***a want more? To Explore?
Cause if a n***a stay in the city
Then the city gone kill 'em fersure

[Hook]
Everybody-Everybody Dies Here
You won't survive here
I.E. Like World War 3

No time for the shit on my mind
When you live here all you do is grind
Better get yours, Cause I'm getting mine
In a city where a lot of n***as Die
Boy you better
Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride

[Verse 2]

Living in the city of the real n***as
Where they kill n***as
They don't give a fuck about your kids or your bills n***a
"I'm filled with liquor i don't feel you n***as"
Like a white man in front of a field of n***as
Im Gassed Up, You bitch, You passed out
When them n***as came through and blew the glass out
The back of ya whip
And took all ya shit
Then stomped out ya click
Shit happened on 6th
6th street
Pulled up n***as came 6 deep
Go anywhere you can
But the city quicksand
You can struggle all you want but you can't get free
Im broke and they can't fix me
So when you in the hood put this shit on repeat
Cause n***as here never find peace
When they Speeding through the streets with a 9-piece
This is I.E

[Bridge]
[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Fuck Police, let 'em rest in peace
Why the fuck is you stressing me?
You pull up tryna flex heat
Yeah n***a, wanna check my seats?
I peel off you ain't catching me
Y'all killed my brothers, shot my homies
Took my mother, left me lonely
Killed my uncles, killed my aunties and cousins
And i don't give a fuck you busting, we busting back
In the streets, til' my lungs collapse
Its a lot of n***as that ain't coming back
If you want to exercise we ain't come for that
But you can still get jumped and jacked
Huh
Life hard when you young and black
Even harder when you dumb in fact
Boy i been I.E
Posted up like I'm on IG
This the, City of Dreams like NYC
Where a lot of n***as D.I.E
909 til' im R.I.P
I feel love when I'm in IE
But it still feel like its World War 3

[2Pac Shakur]
"I want when they see me they know that everyday when I'm breathing
It-It's for us to go farther, you know
Every time i speak i want the truth to come out."