Artist: Shabazz the Disciple Album: The Vault (Hidden Safiyahz) Song: Peep Game Typed by: Cno Evil [Chorus: Shabazz the Disciple] A real nigga don't believe that sound, the nigga's grown Bitches don't play that, no.... [Shabazz the Disciple] The youth done blinded by stardom on television Don't let the media tell 'em lies to ya vision Look around in ya hood, you see your people struggling We all just trying to get by, you see some niggas juggling Another nigga came home, another teen addicted Another raid, man, another family evicted Another prison visit, oh, it's another wake Another in the juvi max, another seen the gates On TV, they glorify being hood When that ass roll up north, you gon' see it ain't all good And blacks losers, gang meetings in the bathrooms While white kids got laptops in they classrooms They handcuffing eight year old black students While six year olds spend all day under the influence Ten year olds run the streets til the AM Your pops is gone, niggas sprayed it cuz the ain't there Your moms just got out the pen again for tricking She fucking with the meanest men, that virus bout to kick in They spoon them videos, the ignorance is glorified You go outside, all you see is life horified And spit with Biggie, only made it East-West related Pac was a prophet man, and was assassinated And I don't believe Bin Laden hit the Towers Yo, why the fuck they ain't find him yet with all this power? That plan was written on the back of 20 dollars And agents man made by they scientists and stylists Arrest the President, he's the biggest drug trafficker When there's a new disease, they always saying it's from Africa I seen alotta cocaine on them triple beams I seen alotta niggas die chasing hood dreams I seen alotta guns, money machines Half of my generations in state green for chasing hood dreams The same shit was going on when my pops was thugging Now shit is in my veins, and my pockets buzzing Over a gold chain, seen my man Popa's cousin I love the gold, little nigga, man, cops is coming