[Verse 1]
Runnin´ from the scene, Hammer in my jeans (yeaaaaah)
Dead bodies behind me, the cops´ll never find me
Arm & Hammer Clean on my way to the honeycombe
Hustle all night tell my bitch I´m never coming home
Be there in the morning, stop cryin´ bitch
The sun is home, drop it on the living room table
Bitch the money home, I know you ain´t gon´ stay once the money gone
So while I´m rich I pull my dick and get my fuckin´ on
Youngin´ on some real "Gangsta Gangsta" shit
Blame it on the neighborhood I was sanctioned in
But I´ma make sure we get them acres
Tell ´em fuck computers, we good with paper
Tell ´em fuck the world ´cause I´m hood by nature (damage is done)
Feelin´ that way is how the hood´ll make ya
The hood is vacant, the streets are empty, yeah
Mr. Bush, rebuild the city, but

[Verse 2]
Yeah, over like yesterday floatin´ to the floodgates
This is New Orleans, welcome to the blood state
A blood bath, and you ain´t nothin´ but tub bait (damage is done)
No political justice not even the judge safe
If his ass can´t swim he get a closed case
We need our own space, I ain´t talkin´ about Jupiter
No luck, no help and we the fuckin´ future
I´m a hoosier, usually the cool one
But when I need it, I turn into a looter
God forgive, but do he forgive the brutal
Even when it´s for the better of your junior
Soon you see that life´s just another movie (damage is done)
And the main character dies at the end, usually
There´s nothin´ that haven´t been done that you can do to me
I been hit, I been shot nigga shoot at me!

(the damage is done, nd you know its to late, the damage is done)

[Verse 3]
Yeah, Money on the mind, murder in the plans
Disturbin´ if you may, but it´s dinner for the fam
Hustler by law, support when I can
Hustle when I can, tell me nothing I´m a man (damage is done)
Smell my shit as I walk off the stand (damage is done)
Nuts to my feet with my heart in my hand
Pardon my G, but I´m one of a kind
Been shot two times, here to put it in a rhyme
Slow lane, move the Coupe like a 5
If I get pulled over, bitch I´m gon´ do time
And I know my niggaz love me, but they can´t do mine
So I gotta be smart, get bread or get behind
Get lost or get in line (damage is done)
But the carpet´s still fine
So keep tryin´, the whole world turnin´ back
But we keep tryin´ until we get our piece, no piece
Keep Firin´

Bah

(the damage is done, yeaaah [in the? ] )