Текст песни Flipside - Juvenile Committee
Here′s
the
situation
for
brothers
in
the
ghetto
Livin'
in
the
projects
it′s
hard
to
get
ahead
So
what
you
gotta
do
is
be
down
with
each
other
Other
fools
tryin'
to
trip,
can't
trip
on
each
other
Like
a
lobster
in
his
bucket,
you
try
to
escape
You
steal,
you
kill,
you
rob,
you
take
Clownin′
on
your
brothers′
back,
one
thing
is
a
fact
They're
gonna
be
sure
to
push
ya
back
in
the
pack
You
wanna
do
a
lick
′cause
you
short,
you
float
If
you
had
to
blast
will
you
pop
or
will
you
tote?
187
on
the
head,
you
killed
a
man
You're
all
fired
up,
so
you
feel
you
in
command
Try
to
be
the
baddest
in
the
crew
Why
trip
on
a
brother
that′s
down
with
you?
And
now
I
understand
why
you
could
do
so
'Cause
you
probably
wasn′t
down
from
the
get
go
Some
people
they
got
homeboys
like
I
do
Like
Stevie,
Jay,
Rock
and
the
rest
of
the
crew
Yo,
we
chill
with
each
other
and
we
kill
with
another
And
we
never
ever
keep
anything
undercover
'Cause
if
we
do,
we
have
to
keep
it
in
a
circle
You're
soft
as
a
nerd,
so
don′t
be
trippin′
on
the
turf,
yo
This
is
what
they
say,
"Cause
he
was
with
us
on
that
day
First
he
was
chillin'
with
his
nine
and
A.K."
The
cold
thing
about
it,
we
didn′t
see
it
comin'
It′s
cold
stunnin'
first
we
were
hangin′,
now
it's
cold
gunnin'
What
happened
to
the
do-or-die
situation
Was
it
a
complication
or
the
conversation?
In
the
midst
with
a
mixed
personality
Po-po
brutality,
flip
side
mentality
To
make
you
the
weak
link
in
your
crew
You′re
trippin′
off
yourself,
you
wanted
all
the
juice
You
can't
faze
me,
′cause
I
live
my
lifestyle
crazy
Boys
in
the
hood
wonder
why
I
got
lazy
'Cause
no
respect
and
no
money
don′t
mix
I
like
havin'
kicks,
so
I
hustle
on
the
rich
I
bought
a
gat
from
a
neighborhood
street
thug
A
.44
mag
full
of
.44
slugs
Now
it′s
time
for
robbin'
niggas'
hoes
Kickin′
in
do′s,
and
leavin'
prints
on
.44s
Confused
is
the
way
I
live
It′s
my
prerogative,
'cause
I
don′t
want
to
give
To
the
people,
'cause
I
was
treated
like
a
sequel
Never
treated
equal,
now
I
live
illegal
Doin′
the
things
that
you
shouldn't
do
But
you
didn't
know
what
I
had
to
go
through
Like
trippin′
on
the
homeboys
in
my
crew
I
wanted
all
the
juice
Brothers
in
this
world
it′s
so
hard
to
be
good
To
live
life
like
it's
legal
and
work
like
you
should
First
it
seem
right,
until
one
night
It
don′t
seem
right,
you
don't
see
the
light
Start
feelin′
like
the
whole
world
dissed
you
Pop
a
big
gun,
and
doin'
self-defense
too
See,
that′s
the
prob',
you
learn
how
to
rob
Take
it
back
to
back,
as
if
it
was
a
job
Teach
your
boys
the
game,
the
game
is
what
it's
like
But
that′ll
move
the
crew,
and
somethin′
ain't
right
Your
boys
ain′t
with
you,
your
boys
wanna
fight
Bustin'
all
the
bones,
you
try
to
get
a
stripe
Front
on
everybody
′cause
you're
headstrong
What
you′re
doin'
ain't
right,
it′s
dead
wrong
Flip-flip-flip
it
on
the
flip
side
You
done
flipped
up,
committed
suicide
Juice
is
a
five-letter
word
of
corruption
From
town
to
town
it
can
start
an
explosion
So
what
we
gotta
do
is
play
like
a
lemon
Squeeze
out
the
juice
and
peace
among
men
and
women
′Cause
envy
and
jealous'
can
ruin′
the
land
But
brothers
tryin'
to
play
God,
and
they
job
Is
keepin′
the
world
in
their
hands
But
that's
a
mission
that′s
impossible
It'll
only
end
up
being
a
lotta
people
in
the
hospital
Brothers
killin'
and
killin′,
hurtin′
feelings,
that's
illin′
To
be
on
top
they
was
willin'
but
they
ain′t
nothin'
but
illin′
Attitude
that's
rude,
be
cool
instead
Because
the
black
guys
are
in
jail,
or
either
they're
dead
Your
grave
site
is
waitin′
for
you
Because
you
don′t
think
about
the
things
that
you
do
All
the
screws
in
your
head
must
be
loose
Because
you
did
ill
to
kill
you
wanted
all
the
juice
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