S.K.I.T.S. (Shorties Kaught In The System)

Lyrics

[Intro] Check it ... It's all real in the '94 Shorties Kaught up In The System Just close your eyes.. Picture a ghetto, break it down [Verse 1] Back in the days, I was livin' swell, see? I was ridin' bikes, rollerskatin' & playin' skelzies But nowadays, shit is different Little kids be riffin', the motherfuckers won't listen Instead of shootin' tops, they shoot Glocks They point 'em at cops (*Blam*), and that's the way they get props Yo, they do what they wanna Fuck a 9-to-5! They makin' G's on the corner Material things is what they wanna scoop They can't get shit like that workin' for no summer youth They got clients, they livin' like giants They got the whole drug shit to a science They got jewels and beepers, hunnid-dollar sneakers Lexus Coupes — windows down boomin' the speakers They got bitches in flavors, probably fuckin' your neighbor C'mon! They got shit under control like the mayor Man, you see the news today So how you gonna tell these little kids that school's the way? Yo, it ain't about I.Q Some of these kids are makin' more than doctors And didn't finish high school Teenagers are caught up in the system And God forbid if you front on 'em or try to diss 'em They got everythin', from Nines to shotguns And they'll put 2 in your chest and lounge 'til the cops come If you ain't from the ghetto, this is undercover But in '94, shit is real like a motherfucker Tryin' to strive 9-to-5 out in the street There's no rain or shine tryin' to get ends to meet Fuck the cops, they don't obey the law And if you ain't catch on by now, I ain't even tryin' to say no more [Hook] Shorties be wildin'! "I don't give a fuck! I'm just a squirrel that's out to get a nut" Get a 9-to-5! "What? That shit sucks! And besides, I wouldn't make enough" Shorties be wildin'! "I don't give a fuck! I'm just a squirrel that's out to get a nut" Get a 9-to-5! "What? That shit sucks! And besides, I wouldn't make enough" [Verse 2] In this time and day, kids get paid in all kinds of ways And get more respect than niggas that's three times they age I know a child that's runnin' wild! That say fuck playin' tag, he's tryin' to get a hunnid thou' So it's hard to find a stable child Kids are watchin' violent movies, or either got cable now And they catch on so quick 'Bout time they hit 16, they be on some Nino Brown, G.I. Joe shit When school is out, they just wanna lamp The last thing on they mind is motherfuckin' summer camp And 80 out of a 100 All they wanna do is clock dough, scoop bitches and get blunted Kids is strapped, they be packin' shit I seen shorties get iller than villains in some action flick They say times is rough, jack And when ya tell 'em cool out, yo They quick to say "Man, fuck that!" [Hook] Shorties be wildin'! "I don't give a fuck! I'm just a squirrel that's out to get a nut" Get a 9-to-5! "What? That shit sucks! And besides, I wouldn't make enough" Shorties be wildin'! "I don't give a fuck! I'm just a squirrel that's out to get a nut" Get a 9-to-5! "What? That shit sucks! And besides, I wouldn't make enough" Shorties be wildin'! "I don't give a fuck! I'm just a squirrel that's out to get a nut" Get a 9-to-5! "What? That shit sucks! And besides, I wouldn't make enough" Shorties be wildin'! "I don't give a fuck! I'm just a squirrel that's out to get a nut" Get a 9-to-5! "What? That shit sucks! And besides, I wouldn't make enough"