[Priest as kids:] 
You cheated 
Hood Nurseries 
You cheated 
I ain't playing with you no more  [bad word] that far 
What you mean you [bad word] that far? 
Nah let's play another game, stick your feet in 
Hood Nursery, let's count, I'm about to count 
I got my feet in 
Uh!, buzzing 
Ok, let me count 
It goes 

[Killah Priest:] 
It goes eeny, meeny, miny, moe 
Catch a dealer with his blow 
If he squeals we let 'em go 
Tax his silly, penny blow 
Niggas, spics, grab your nines 
Cops is rolling down our lines 
Sell your blow, get off the track 
Hide your doe and flush your crack 
Change your clothes, dump your gats 
Stay on your toes, watch your back 
And the officer picked this thug right over here 
One grenade, two bananas, three hammers, four 
Five vests, six bullets, now we want war 
In the inner-city bang-bang, he laid behind the fence 
Trying to blow his nine at sixteen Crips 
"I'm hit, I'm hit" he yell to his clique 
But they're [bad word] so they finish off the clip 
Red rag, blue rag, one two three 
Pants sag, du-rag, guns on me 
Don't raid me, old lady 
Give me that money and then we're free 

[Hook: Priest] 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 

[Priest as kids:] 
You ain't, hey I don't wanna play no more 
You caught me man, you was me first 
Man I don't care 
Yo, nah man, let's play another game 
Ok, my feet is in, my feet is in 
Yo, we ain't gotta play with the feet 
Put your hands in, put your hands in 
I got another game, here it goes 

[Killah Priest:] 
Mirror, mirror on the wall; who was the livest of them all? 
What's this dude doing in my hood? 
Who did he shoot? Who was his war? 
Bodies laying, shotty's spraying 
Daddy is drinking, mommy is praying 
Caddy's, Lincolns, I'm up in the A.M. 
Streets is mayhem, cops is aiming at our playgrounds 
Looks like a grave now 
I'm out in a Greyhound 
Gotta escape this life in the cages 
With hundreds outrageous 
It's all about papers, going out of state 'cause 
Cop, thieves and hustlers, welfare in numbers 
That's all we play, that's all we know 
That's all we have, nah it's your God 

[Hook: Priest] 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 

[Priest as kids:] 
Nah I'm not playing with you no more 
Ahhaha, yeah, yo we gotta make it out of this hood man 
These games are kinda making me scary 

[Killah Priest:] 
Paddywagon, paddywagon police man [bad word] down our block we ran fast as we can 
This young man lived in the slums 
Tired of living poor till he picked up his gun 
And went "click-clack" "Rat-at-tat" 
Hit the cop in his dome 
Now the officer is laying in the tombstone 

[Hook: Priest] 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 
Hood Nurseries 

[Priest as kids:] 
Yo, I got another game, yo 
Yo, listen y'all ever play 
Da-da-don't-shoot? 
Da-da-don't-shoot 
Let's play 
Well let's do it 
Play again 
We start of by playing freeze tag 
Hood Nursery 
But in the end you'll get a toe tag 
Let Priest tell it 
No you it, no you it 
Why is that cop looking at us like that? 
I don't know 
We can't play these games no more 
We getting older y'all 
We getting older 
We can't play these games no more 
Let's just stop