Uhh, dear Mr. President
What's happenin'?
I'm writin' you because
**** is still real ***ked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way
Right around the time when you got elected
Ain't nothin' changed
All the promises you made, before you got elected
They ain't came true

Tell me what to do, these *****z actin up in the hood
Send mo' troops, dear Mr. President
Me and my homies is wonderin' what's goin' on, holla
Tell me what to do, these *****z actin' up in the hood
Send mo' troops.

Why should I lie, when I can dramatize?
*****z fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin' I've been blessed given riches
Enemies su****ious
'Cause I'm seldom in the company of *****es
Plus the concepts I depict, so visual, that you can kiss
Each and every trick or *****, inside the **** I kick

My heaviest verse'll move a mountain
Casualties in m*** amounts, brothers keep countin'
***k the friendships, I ride alone
Destination death row, finally found a home
Plus all my homies wanna die, call it Euthanasia
Dear Lord, look how sick this ghetto made us, sincerely
Yours I'm a thug, the product of a broken home
Everybody's doped up, ***** what you smokin' on?

Figure if we high they can train us
But then America ***ked up and blamed us
I guess it's 'cause we black that we targets
My only fear is God, I spit that hard ****
In case you don't know, I let my pump go
Get a ride for a Mutulu like I ride for Geronimo
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the President

Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
(What should I do?)
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops

Oh youse a ball in the white house, I hope you comfortable
'Cause yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out
Under the safety of darkness, amongst the crazed and the heartless
And young soul bros, ready to rode a starship
Launch it, leave a ***** flat for scratch, the godless
I gotta get chips, but you can't understand that

Wanna ban rap? Stand back, before you get hurt
It's the only thing makin' pay besides smoke and work
On a mission listen more chips my goal and position
First on my decision I realized the same *****
Trippin' to drastic measures tryi' to get stacks of cheddar
Mother***kers hate cops, wait it ain't gettin better
But you keep, tellin' us, that it is
While your mother***kin' troops keep killin' our kids, dig
Don't be surprised if you see us
Dumpin' with nuttin' but artillery to free us, mother***ker

Dear Mr. President, tell us what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops

Strapped and angry, with no hope and heartbroke
Fightin' first my trained brain until it's not so
It's hostile, *****z lick shots to watch the glocks glow
Cadres of coppers patrol us like we some animals
And it ain't no peace, my peace a piece on my streets
To people beefin' and things, squeakin' on feasts for weeks
Mr. President, it's evident, nobody really care

For a struggle out the gutter, twenty-two with gray hair
I was raised to raise Hell, frail and my heart stale
So I'ma bring Hell to earth until my heart fail
But y'all play fair, give me and mine, I'll share
'Til y'all show us you care, it's gon' be mayhem out here
Me and these 223'sll freeze the biggest with ease
I'm still a ***** you fear, bring the beast to his knees
And I've been born to represent, for that I've been Heaven sent
And I meant, every word, in my letter, to the President

**** is still ***ked up y'all
And y'all wonder when it's gon' get better
And it ain't gon' get better

Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up

Heavenly Father may I holla at you briefly
I wanna meet the President, but will he meet me?
He's scared to look inside the eyes of a thug *****
We tired of bein' scapegoats for this capitalistic drug dealin'
How hypocritical is liberty?
That blind ***** ain't never did **** for me
My history, full of casket and scars
My own black nation at war, whole family behind bars

And they wonder why we scarred, thirteen lookin' hard
Sister had a baby as an adolescent, where was God?
Somewhere in the middle of my mind
Is a ***** on the tightrope, screamin' let him die
Can't lie I'm a thug, drownin' in my own blood
Lookin for the reason that my momma's strung out on drugs
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the President

Blacks is broke, think it's a joke that we livin' low?
Y'all sniffin' blow and postin' what they hittin' fo'?
Tell the secretary it's necessary we get paid
Look what you made, little kids gettin' sprayed
Day after day, and night after night
Battles and wars to the daylight
We might change and rearrange if you do somethin'
'Til then we gonna keep it comin', Mr. President
And I meant every word in my letter to thePresident

Word mother***kin' life
***k this ***** think?
Cuttin' taxes, takin' off Welfare
We 'sposed to just sit here, go broke and die, starvin'?
Mother***kers crazier than a mother***kin' scab
***** this thug life, westside outlaw immortalz *****
We fin' to hustle 'til we come up

Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops

{Dear Mr.Clinton, ****
It's gettin' harder and harder for a mother***ker
To make a dollar in these here streets
I mean ****, I hear you screamin' peace
But we can't find peace
'Til my little *****z on these streets get a piece}

{I know you feel me cause you too near me not to hear me
So why don't you help a ***** out?
Sayin' you cuttin' wWelfare
That got us *****z on the street, thinkin' who in the Hell care?
****, y'all want us to put down our glocks and our rocks
But y'all ain't ready to give us no mother***kin' dollars}

{What happened to our 40 acres and a mule fool?
We ain't stupid
Think you got us lookin' to lose
Tryin' to turn all us young *****z into troops
You want us to fight your war
What the ***k I'm fightin' for?
****, I ain't got no love here
I ain't had a check all year
Taxin', all the blacks and
Police beatin' me in the streets
***k peace}

These *****z actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops