We all want something better than this (acid)
We all got bitches turning tricks
And we all play hard to keep this crown
So let’s get drunk and fool around

Everybody is a gangsta baby
Everybody 'round here is a thug
If I was gangsta
You’re the kind of beatch that I’m dreaming of
If I was a gangsta
With everybody 'round me dealing drugs
I won’t be getting high on my own supply because
I’d be getting high on our dirty love

I am wanting fire from all of my Amigos
I spot me your bitch you know
She never said no
Shaking her ass
In my face at the disco
You don’t know so
Of course you don’t know
You was out the back lining up for the re-load
Hustling ching like some small town gansgsta
Everyone around acting like a wagga wagga
Bad boy come again
Your bully boy tatics and your nonsense never ends
Sportswear and your blunk makes you look so cheap despite the hundreds that you Spend in Footlocker each week

You got that blacked out pimped up ride
What a surprise
Well so have I
It’s not what you drive it’s how you drive
It’s not how survive it’s how you thrive
It wouldn’t hurt you to smile once in a while

Because we all want something better than this
We all got bitches turning tricks
And we all play hard to keep this crown
So let’s get drunk and fool around

Everybody is a gangsta baby
Everybody 'round here is a thug
If I was gangsta
You’re the kind of beatch that I’m dreaming of
If I was a gangsta
With everybody 'round me dealing drugs
I won’t be getting high on my own supply because
I’d be getting high on our dirty wo wow woah love

One at time baby one at a time
We all got indiscretions and boy have I got mine
We all know spiritual leaders put the cult into culture
But nobody seems to notice 'cos the spell that we’re under does wonders
And I don’t want to hear about you
If I want to hear about gangsters
I wanna hear about the Tough Jews
They be at Auschwitz they be advising Governments
Apart from buying jewellery what the fuck did you do
That’s right you’re keeping it real keeping it keeping it keeping it real keeping it real keeping it keeping it keeping it real
But how can that be when your concept of real is distorted by western industrial fears

We’re all phat pimps and we’ve all got bitches
Academics got their bitches they call research assistants
It’s one love for the peace sign
One love for the gun crime
One love for the Gay line that we dance above at night time

Because we all want something better than this
We all got bitches turning tricks
And we all play hard to keep this crown
So let’s get drunk and fool around

Everybody is a gangsta baby
Everybody 'round here is a thug
If I was gangsta
You’re the kind of beatch that I’m dreaming of
If I was a Gangsta
With everybody 'round me dealing drugs
I won’t be getting high on my own supply because
I’d be getting high on our dirty wo wow woah love

Step back step back you know there’s nothing to see here
Step back step back you know there’s nothing to see here

Step back step back you know there’s nothing to see here
Step back from the situation and you see things more clearly

Like I is an Amigo
You is an Amigo
We is all Amigos too too too too

I is an Amigo
You is an Amigo
We is an Amigo too

Keeping it real
Keeping it
Keeping it
Keeping it real

Everybody is a gangsta baby