To Whom It May Concern

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Snug Brim] This one is here for my dirt broke, cutthroats who chop dope Who's block smoke, from hustling, 'cause they don't got no Still struggling, nine hundred and ninety thou away from bubbling With a [?] pack, and you can't tell him shit until he see that For G stacks, we rob and kill And leave him [?] wittness, 'cause we mob for real For dollar bills, we hopers My main frame is maintain focus In this strange game, you can change lanes if you over Whoever concerned, money to burn Help us out If [?] light up at the end of the tunnel, I take the [?] Do away with all the backstabbing, and cash grabbing niggas Hand on you before you ever got lavish I'm on a stack habit Running with hustlers Dope dealers, murderers, they'll put one in your jugular So Mr. Mayor get your shit tight And put the word around the city, that us niggas getting our shit right [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] To whom it may concern, this was written for you We're living life [?] truth Kamikaze [?] all races [?] with y'all faces Get it together, nigga [Verse 2: Skatterman] Skatter, Man, member of the crime wave Nigga move two birds and pieces in five days Baby crying [?] do the mathematics To have cabbage, gotta be more than half savage Cop packages from real killers that cock hammers And post up in drug spots with cop scanners No heat, no water, no lights Just a gun in the dark of the night I hope the good lord forgive me and my people for the crimes we did And how we all used to sell dimes as kids He know we underestimated, and we under insured Plus we under educated, and we under employed Shit What I'm supposed to do? Governer born That's why I run with Duse cats, with guns under they arms Hitting liquor stores and jewelry hights [?] my half brother doing a [?] 22 to life [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] To whom it may concern, this was written for you We're living life [?] truth Kamikaze [?] all races [?] with y'all faces Get it together, nigga [Verse 3: BG Bullet Wound] Who the fuck they think we are? Locking us up behind some bars Just because we ghetto stars Riding around in ghetto cars Who's the man that make the laws Who's the man that make them calls? Who's the motherfucker tryna take away the way we ball? Ain't nobody seen us, look at the way they treat us My uncle keep on [?] And ain't nobody seeing us It's sad to say I understand when a black man put a gun in hand Rob a grocery store, and pull off in that white van That's right, man Then ain't nobody tripping off the shit he did 'Cause he was a man while he was doing it while he was feeding his kid That's the life that we live, I'm just explaining the facts So stop tryna ban lyrics, that's the way that we rap You tryna shut down everything a black man do Your definition of a black man, that black man's you Take a look in the mirror, you see I'm telling the truth This is the To Whom It My Concer silly [?] to you [Chorus: Kutt Calhoun] To whom it may concern, this was written for you We're living life [?] truth Kamikaze [?] all races [?] with y'all faces Get it together, nigga [Verse 4: Kutt Calhoun] To whom it may concern, this ain't no terroristic [?] It's a message, [?] attention To the president, [?] you [?] I would like to take it back to 85 When Ronald Reagan was in office, the beginning of the end Came [?] when he started letting crack cocaine in Every local black community, supplied at liquor stores and every block [?] bags of distribution Bush, you ain't no different, so what [?] [?] problems rising up for projects Our people need assistance, the world's in a resistant State of mind [?] realize a war ain't worth risking They [?] [?] never publicly released, they help [?] man You say we all equal, [?] you gotta change [?] 2Pac was [?] Martin Luther King So what, you sit and listen? I hope this message sparks a hot flame [?] Blaming the coldest part of [?] find in your heart 'Cause this is the conclusion, without no resolution Ain't no motherfucking way you gon' be the country's future To whom it may concern