Conscious Daughters Shitty Situation
[ VERSE 1: CMG ] F..ck, another day, another problem A shitty situation that I'm facin, how to solve em? You think it don't affect ya, but you should really listen though To the conversation, cause the situation's critical Let me tell you how it started when I first met him Way back in the day at the Lake, and it was federal Cause he was lookin good enough to kill a muthafucka 49 wasn't carin, yeah I'm starin, hell, I'm good to go Said his name was John-John, livin on the Eastside I said, "I'm CMG, where I live, and shit, I'm called by" Did the little number-switchin, everything was fine Jumped back in the Pont, dipped side and broke wide See, it started off easy, talkin on the telephone Most of it was drag, but I wasn't really trippin though Thinkin about the sex, f..ck the flowers and the love letters That's the way it is when you're young and you don't know no better Next thing you knew, about a week passed by I was layin up in his house, and man, I couldn't keep quiet He was diggin up in the guts like the muthafucka lost somethin A Oakland Stroke with no joke, I mean, he kept it comin Early next day I gave a friendly good-bye A wet kiss and "I'ma call you" was his only reply Feeling good than a muthafucka, shit, I can't lie Lookin forward to the next time, the sex time was too fly But plow on that shit, cause he never called Never came to visit, never tried to get in touch at all Never sent a message in a bottle or a telegram Never got a page and I faded and I hate his muthafuckin ass [ Special One ] Damn, that shit is f..cked up Man, f..ck that nigga, man He was only out for one thing and you gave it to him like a dummy Don't trip though What you need to do is go find his ass And get rid of his punk-ass, you know? Damn, it's a shitty situation [ VERSE 2: CMG ] Now you ain't the one to play the trick The one to get faded out of fade like the next bitch So come Saturday, you can catch me at the Lake Rollin deep in a Pont, lookin to set the matter straight Then I seen his ass, just a little past Lakeshow Hollered out his name, but he act like he didn't hear me though Ran up quick, ready to send him to his grave Kicked him, then I slapped him in his muthafuckin face (Shit, you're out of your muthafuckin mind?) So then I told him, "Yo, that's what you get for the disrespect" The little bitch with him started riffin, but she didn't step Back it on up, hoe, this matter don't concern ya Just me and him, f..ck around, and I'ma burn ya She musta got wind of the fact that I don't play Barkin up on that bitch-made nigga with the red face But she didn't say shit, just stood frownin But when I turned away, the sorry nigga start to clownin That's when Jess hopped out with the glock 17 13 in the magazine, mean, nigga, don't spit You better make like Hammer and start prayin And listen to the words I'm sayin I hate a shitty situation [ Special One ] Yeah, I'm glad you clowned that muthafucka Jess shoulda smoked... Another shitty situation Punky-brooster-ass-nigga You see him run? I hate a shitty situation Damn, that nigga's a punk Did you see that shit? It's a shitty situation Shoulda shot at his ass, man ( *nurse caling* ) [ CMG ] What's up, man, I got here as soon as I could Look, somethin ain't right I don't know if I've been sick or shit I ain't had my cycles I'm worried about this here [ nurse 1 ] Did you fill the cup already? [ nurse 2 ] Ms. Greene, Ms. Greene [ CMG ] Oh, that's me [ doctor ] Ms. Greene, it's your lucky day I got some good news for you It seems our test came out positive [ CMG ] Postive? [ doctor ] Yeah, positive [ CMG ] Positive for what? [ doctor ] Well, you're pregnant... [ VERSE 3: CMG ] F..ck it, one more uptug, one more hurl In the toilet and it's prill for Daddy's little girl Seems like a late night f..ck got shit started Cause now I got a baby on the way, and I can't afford it But I ain't givin it up, no, f..ck that Cause it's a part of me, and ain't nobody destroyin that Besides, I've been on my own, what - 8 years? F..ck a man, I be alright alone, just me and my kids But now it's 12 months later. and I'm mad as shit Cause baby clothes and similak and diapers is costin a grip Plus I ain't had no sleep in quite a while See, the late night f..ck is now a late night hollerin child Damn, I wish I woulda did shit differently I wish I woulda got to know the man who was up in me But now I guess I keep on keepin on, I just hope that you listen To the words I speak, and don't have a situation Man, I baby-sit everyday F..ck it Cant find his ass, no way I hate a shitty situation Damn, it's a shitty situation