Another Day Songtext
von Tha Eastsidaz

Eliminate, prosecute
Motherfuckers think it′s cool?
Yeah, Dogghouse style
It don't stop, R-T-C
Check this out homie


Damn cuz, the spot′s gettin' hot
I can't trust the paramedics or them crooked ass cops
The closest nigga to you will do you and try to screw you
Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you
And it could be the same nigga that switch
Playin′ hard one minute, but he really is a bitch
Now watch out for the twist
Here come them niggas that was with you but they out to get rich
But you thought them niggas would never do that
Until they came back strapped with them rat-a-tat-tats
And it always ends up fucked up
When the innocent die, it′ll have your brain stuck
Say what? It'll have your brain stuck?
You′re shit out of luck cuz, I'm havin′ bad luck
Fucked up in my younger days
Shit I'm bangin′ with deuces, hangin' with treys
A few days back one of my homies got rubbed out
Damn shame on the brother, seen he drugged out
One of my G's bust a bottle over the B.G.′s head
Say it′s your fault that my other B.G. land dead
But it's a fact that if you pack, nigga bust back
Never run, go out gunnin′ 'less you fall, rat
Who would′ve said that it would've helped anyway
With more guns, niggas sinnin′ for another day

Damn cuz, the spot's gettin' hot
(Say what? Say what? Say what?)
The spot′s gettin′ hot
Damn cuz, the spot's gettin′ hot
(Say what? Say what?)
'Cause uh, shit′s gettin' hectic, bustin′ through my windows
Thinkin' was my homies fucked up, can't really call it though
If it was I′ma get him, yeah
He gon′ hate it when it hit him, motherfucker
Damn cuz, the spot's gettin′ hot
I can't trust the paramedics or them crooked ass cops
The closest nigga to you will do you and try to screw you
Backstab you in the back and act like he never knew you

Another day has come, how much longer will I run?
I wanna have some fun, layin′ out in the sun
How much dirt have I done? My life has just begun
I sleep with my gun, my problems weigh a ton


I gots to say damn, the program done up and switched
Fool I used to run with and trustin' snitched
Got one-time on my block straight postin′
Hopin' that I slipped but I dipped and ghosted
Told my baby mama it was drama unfoldin'
I kissed on my kids then commenced to strollin′
Wound up down on a hot ass block
Jackin′ with some chickens gettin' hot ass cot
Daily Tray Dee alludes pursuit
But these hoes broke and don′t look too cute
So I parlayed to the hard ways of jackin'
Fast came the cash but the mash was crackin′
I didn't think I was the one to be
Kickin′ summary of someone, I let him slide up under me
But God is my witness
As a G I couldn't see Dee just goin' out senseless
I stayed hard, hit the yard
Poor niggas′ whole cause had ′em runnin' to the sarge
Jailhouse scores tell the part you played
Livin′ with a snitch jackin', destined for the grave
It don′t pay to go soft
'Cause when we catch you slippin′
Real niggas takin' off, motherfuckers

And that's how we do
Bitch ass niggas out here tellin′
Disrespectin′ the game
Fuckin' up this realism we puttin′ down out here
You know what I'm sayin′?
Nigga need the cops to help him out
Ho ass niggas, stand on your own, nigga
Live by the gun, die by the gun, nigga be a soldier

Another day has come, how much longer will I run?
I wanna have some fun, layin' out in the sun
How much dirt have I done? My life has just begun
I sleep with my gun, my problems weigh a ton