1] I try to always buy final from the F.O.I though that's not what Islam always signify Y'all love the struggle in 'em They get on their knees and shine shoes 'fore they ever let the afflict 'em Makin taco's and fuckin with Nickel and dime broke, but dignified with hopes Some people shoulder the weight of the median, make it look Even though they walkin the roads Immigrants, twelve deep in one I'm too cool, I at 'em like fools fools combine forces and put the resources And guess who the new owner of the corner is Shit, what's stoppin me from that? I probably could drug smugglers approve of that Because if one sack in the time can climax Into a billion dollar industry, look at my abilities But I'm a in alotta ways I feel if you believe in God that you believe in brighter Keep my heartbeat in my sleep I'ma walk the Planet Earth with his name carved deep in my like
x2] Children growin, women Men go workin, but the use When the strive hard and stress about the rent And can still die poor and in debt a cent
2] Born again christian from the suburbs Tryin to save souls on Broadway, they got nerve Comin here unaware that the one's no material gifts Sometimes most spirits leave Lazyness got me spare the back and what was that can't hold me back, my man Vast told me that "Harlem got all on a bigger scale" When bullets in the sandboxes every bid is real
I see children growin up within a system Smilin I wanna kiss 'em, I see prophet in 'em Poverty's people from my generation And hands down to world's most I've seen sides of the fence a chain link and we ain't all thinkin the same thing but They teens got so by me They try to walk, talk, and dress like me We the world's imagination I to idolize athletes and entertainers Cause they never let the capture 'em System gave 'em lemons, made and sold it back to 'em
x2] Children growin, producin Men go workin, but the use the real strive hard and stress about the rent And can die poor and in debt without a cent
3] Marvin Gaye said it "This ain't livin" No matter your religion the keep spinnin And the sun keep shinin, babies keep Old folks in beats within you put ya chiming And here I am, lower class America Same room, same view, different cast of got arrested as a late prowler Couldn't trick, got evicted, lost her section aid Onward goes my neighbourhood's door A gang of rental properties nobody at all I that's why we call it a hood Nobody stays as long as it takes to neighbour
x2] Children growin, producin Men go workin, but the use the real strive hard and stress about the rent And can still die and in debt without a cent