((Posted by: WesleyJr@aol.com))
-What's up man?
~What's up man?
-Shit nigga.
~Times are hard out here nigga, I got this mothafuckin' letter that I wrote
when I was locked up. I want you to read this mothafucker.
-Who you wrote a letta' to? A bitch or somethin'?
~Nah, man, this shit real though, I wrote it to the white house, nigga.
-To the white house?
~Man, check this shit out.
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people do bad
But say its all good
And my homies slanging and robbing
Caught a misdameanor felonies
We cant survive it
And three strikes niggas out it
But we dont give a fuck cause niggas down here bout it bout it
One nation in god we trust
But then you say Saddam ain't go'n fuck with us
(ugghhhhh)
Now you see how we feel
Niggas set trip, ride and gang bang
Thats how they get killed
You run from the press
We run from killers and jackers
And wear a bullet proof vest
Some say the president like weed and hoes
Down here it's young niggas riding six with o's, got
Terrorist wantin to blow you away,
I got niggas in the ghetto wantin to take my place
You got secret service
Roamin the streets
I got a bunch of No Limit niggas ridin with me
(chorus)
Dear mr. president (mr.president)
My letter to the president, the president
(repeat 2x)
[Mac]
Dear mr president
Mama just lost her job
Daddy just got paid, coming home and he was robbed
Land lord giving us three days to disappear
Santa Clause missed our house this year
You got the white house
Protected by the goverment killers
We got the crack house
Protected by them neighborhood dealers
Opportunity ain't never knocked
And they be locking niggas up for slangin petty rocks
If you could answer my questions I wouldn't stress
That's why a nigga smoke crack, snort coke
And hit the weed when they stress me
Niggas die in the ghetto
Put they face oncome and fill the pages of my fantasies
Pushing all the mercy down, down, down
I wanna see you try to take a swing at me
Come on, gonna put you on the ground, ground, ground
Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you're dying in the front of me (?)
All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming
Come and fill the pages of my fantasies
I'm above you, smiling at you, drown, drown, drown
I wanna kill and rape you the way you raped me
And I'll pull the trigger
And you're down, down, down
Why are you trying to make fun of me?
You think it's funny?
What the fuck you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying when you're dying in the front of me
All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming
All my friends are gone, they died (gonna take you down)
They all screamed, and cried (gonna take you down)
I got my pocket, got my pocket back against the wall (?)
Gonna take you down
All of my hate cannot be found
I will not be drowned by your thoughtless scheming
So you can try to tear me down
Beat me to the ground
I will see you screaming (2x)