[Hook: Saigon] (x2) What's really, really crack? What's really, really dope? What's really, really sad is we don't really have hope What's really, really hood? What's really, really there? Sad sh** about it, nobody really, really cares [Verse 1: Saigon] They opened up another Chinese place as if we needed one Like we can't get a hold of Chin-Wong He in the hood with the egg foo young. Kennedy Fried Stay open ‘til five. Look, guys, open your eyes We can't survive when people come in our neighborhood and ride While we fall like the towers hours after Bin Laden's surprise Knowledge is magnemetized—n***as gonna to cling to the truth Which is every word that I sing in the booth I gotta watch the sh** I bring to the youth Rap is affecting the hood—my little cuz Nate slinging is proof I used to listen to Onyx and think I had bionics Dre made me say, “f** my book. Where the f** is my chronic?” The funny sh** is it's a white man that always behind it He turn a [noggin-hit?] relation into his economics And it's a promise ‘til I'm dead and gone (What?) When that revolution come, I'mma be good and ready to get it on (Get it on!) [Hook: Saigon] (x2) What's really, really crack? What's really, really dope? What's really, really sad is we don't really have hope What's really, really hood? What's really, really there? Sad sh** about it, nobody really, really cares [Verse 2: stic.man] A lot of [busters?] be claiming that they military-minded But real is not an image—it's the substance behind it Pulling out your pistol in your own neighborhood, stunting Endangering the babies on the block—that ain't about nothing The OGs say the gangs used to be about something The street life had honor and code; now, we just fronting Is it rap that got us acting like that? Or the conditions we live in that got us cornered and packed? Up in the prisons, politicians running ‘round with these rappers like mascots So they can hijack the have-not vote in the ballot box Now I'm anti to Bush agenda but I remember It was Bill Clinton that took welfare. Do you remember? What's really hood with these MC wars? Inflated egos Acting like some gossiping hoes—that sh** is weak, yo I focus on stacking this paper, setting the power ‘Cause if we ain't controlling the hood, then it ain't ours [Hook: Saigon] (x2) What's really, really crack? What's really, really dope? What's really, really sad is we don't really have hope What's really, really hood? What's really, really there? Sad sh** about it, nobody really, really cares