E-40 It`s All Bad Lyrics

It`s All Bad Lyrics

(E-40 and son talking)
(E-40)
Why was I born in these trifling as* times?
Why is it mandatory that I carry knives?
Don`t be to civil cuz even white folks get jacked to
Doctors, high class lawyers and even Japs too
You ask me why I speak the real the way I feel
How come we call bit*hes hoes and you call us nigeros?
They want to do me like they did Stacks
What is this young black man doing with all that scratch? huh
I see some timahs on the yayo track readin they mail
Talking bout "I got white girl for sale"
But they ain`t talking to me cuz I`m an oldie and they knows that
I used to be just like them I tell them "y`all get that scratch"
Magazine was never nothing like Bel Air
High speed shot outs and sh*t but I loved it there
 40 where you`ve been playa, it`s been a while?
Marinatin` accumulating paper pal
Y`all kind of doin it huh, you still grindin?
Hell yeah, you know them tapes you keep rewinding
Money ain`t changed me, money changed the way people think about me
When I was broke all I had was my family
You know what kills me doe them f**kin` numskulls
I hate when blacks be clowin blacks on all these talk shows
It`s bad enough we shootin up each other tradgically
Two days ago they found some brother smothered badly
Nobody`s to be trusted in this day and age
To much jealousy and envy on the wrong page
And f**k the po po because that 39% tax I pay
Don`t get me nathan but a choke hold and some pepper spray
Chorus
Our father who art in heaven 
How it be thy name thy kingdom come
That`s the prayer that I say so spread the word 
And if you feeling down and out read proverbs
You know that I`ve been tweakin off something strange
Startin to see a lot of womens at the shootin range
Domestic violence but here`s an old ghetto myth
My potnas auntie scold her boyfriend with some hot grits
I`m from the G-E double T-T to the oh no
Where only few dare to go
   (e-40 Jr.)
I spits game like a soldier 
tonk since I told you this 
Rap kingpin giant, six year old vocalist
You don`t want to see me 
Do it like I do that
All up in your tall-can face I tell you get more scrizatch
Y`alll need to get up on it
The game is way to deep
I`m not your average hustler 
I be creepin while you sleep
Game, Straight game
Get up on it , Straight game
Chorus-  
It`s all Bad