Artist: Group Home Album: Livin Proof Song: Inna Citi Life Typed by: OHHLA.com [Lil' Dap] So much anger, built inside I'm a legend of my time, 95 is mines and this punk-style niggas thinkin' that they are fly Talk about the ghetto life but they don't know the hard times I'm eatin curried chicken and rice and these hoes look nice Smoking lala with my nigga 'till the day turns night Watchin fiends hustle for schemes to fuck up their dreams We watch their back it's cool, you never know who's a fool Real niggas know the rule I pack a tool for these fools Hop, skip, ya lose in this inner city blues Check it out where my niggas at? Where my niggas at? Where my niggas at? ... [Nutcracker] Hey yo nigga I flip, and drugs I shift I shoot a nigga in his face 'fore I shoot the gift, check it Swing the mic livin trife do what you like I hit your moms in the head with a metal pipe Walk through the valley of death with no fear and huntin suckas like a runaway deer So step off son you just can't get none No matter how strong they come they get DONE I grab my gun in the presence of danger I'm real frustrated with so much anger Express myself, violently that's how I think So stand back, I'm hittin harder than a fuckin tank I just clock my G's and keep steppin I'm gettin respect of for the damage I be wreckin The Nutcracker and I have no pity That's how it is for the kids in the inner city [Lil' Dap] Lyric disolve from your dome will get done before I break your brain Ain't nothin' to insane got them open like cocaine Check it out party people as I speak with the lisp People said we couldn't do it 'cause they can't feel it Yo, the Group Home represent the low budget environment Word is born shit is on now let's all sing along Check it out for my nigga that are R-I-P Pourin beer on the street, think about your deceased Nothing can be better but the shit goes on But that's life ah, in the inner city [Nutcracker] I make you wanna jump, psych, I kill a fuckin mike I write the hype dope lyrics that you like I stay low key to myself and keep steppin You wanna fight while I'm reachin for my murder weapon A young nigga, I'm only 18 When my peoples had beef, I was always on the scene I'm the Nutcracker and I do what I like That's how we live in this inner city life Now now now let's get this straight I am the star of this act Don't nothin scar a nigga daddy, sheeit Niggas ain't scared of nothin Except not being able to get some pussy