I grew up in the same places

got shot in the face

i saw abrahams brain split on the pave

he jumped off the block

right where the kids play

chattin sh*t we all strayed

i guess its deep seeded urban decay

from my angle i can see ghetto burning away

this kid 16 burning the yay

mislearning the game

i send a prayer for the pain



Chorus

As i stand here

ooooooo

watching the world go round

how it always keeps me down

is it supposed 2 be like this, like this?

As we ride

oooooooo

to gain an edge in life someone always seems to try

to come in the way, is it supposed to be like this?



I come from a place where

you cant tell whats around the corner

goin to jail, or fail

getting f**ked up

like them little black kids from bronxtale

well,as long as we're living in hell

in the streets will always swell

i can tell you a thourand tales

documented and detailed

and most n*iggas can relate around the world

my nigga found

with bullet rounds in his chest

up in the atl

and the papers hate me well

im tryin to revoke the violence,

not promote the violence

this is my broken silence

and you can hear my screams louder than police sirens

im tynna fight back

like my n*igga little byron

just as long as i love and stay vibrant

i shall provail

and i shall not betrayal

i shall put my hands up in the end and say i done wrong

only time i tell, fo real



Chorus



(Last verse coming from the heart)

I guess we need more stability

its like we're imprisoned in the ghetto and its getting to me

to the point where im feelin institutionalised

look in my eyes

you'll see pain in it

but who can decide?

whether