Solid Scheme - Ain't That a b**h lyrics

[Kam] Ain't this a b**h, what they make po' kids do Stand up for the flag salute Now put your right hand over your heart Eyes on the flag, now recite this drag About liberty and justice for all But that part dere it don't stand for none of y'all Just the part about pledgin allegiance For all they care, you can stop right there Take your sh** and go on home And let the television program your dome Because it ain't no justice if people ain't liberated Just cause one n***a made it Out the ghetto, he a token black His whole neighborhood still smokin' crack So you will never be all that No matter how bad you wanna switch, life is a b**h [Kam] Ain't that a b**h, to see black people in the service Leave they spouse to do dirt for the White House And come home lookin for a hero's welcome They back on the block and shellshocked The sh** costed an arm and a leg Can't work no job, so now you gotta beg Cause all y'all got for bein out in the field Is handicapped stickers for your windshield Your wife and kids was thinkin You was dead and buried, so she got remarried And now you sleepin in school gymnasiums Just you and them lazy bums At the overnight homeless shelter Gettin one hot meal, to eat from a wheelchair But what about baseball and apple pie? n***a life is a b**h and then you die [Kam] (No matter how much you wanna switch..) Ain't that a b**h how they stretch out a low cla** citizen You like guilty until proven innocent Cause it's written all over your face Skin color is enough to catch a case To them that's like concrete evidence So whether I did it or not has no relevance They just want another n***a in custody So I'm bout to take it out on a trustee Because all I see is a gang of black and brown faces Missin they shoelaces Headed for the gang module After they processed to get sh** off they chest While the high cla** criminal charges all get dismissed They scar up my wrist And do all they can to put a n***a through hell Oh well, I guess life is a b**h [Kam] Ain't this a b**h, or some say female dog To play a n***a out for some sh** in a catalogue And then move right along to the next man If the drama can't get him, the s** can So all day long she's plottin Cause the n***a she had just spoiled the b**h rotten So now she's on and straight mission And gotta have the keys to every fool's ignition But it just ain't enough black men to go around They either dead or locked down So I can't really call 'em b**h I guess, cause everybody wanna be rich But that's what's happenin in the black community Everyday, call it the games that people play Some say human nature but Is life a B-I-T-C-H or what?