This goes out to all my brothers and sisters Hold ya head, things ain't always they seem
I'm about to give you a dose of Real
{Jeru The
Nowaways, records are and superstars are made
Still in the ghetto, rent dont get payed As a result, bullets are and their sons are laid no myth, in ghetto life, if you don't fight you fade Surviving in the streets, not a task for men Growing up in the hood, young and supahuman Caught up in the game of blocks and run your block
Intercourse witches and hunted by warlocks For props, pop, another brother drops He barely his pops, now his little seed barely know his pops Tunnel vision a cyclops
I give you x-ray vision with these eyedrops My niggas in the ghetto, it everything you got 'cause until we reach the top, can't stop and stop
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Can you The presha, the the the over The presha, the the the
{Jeru The Journalists write articles 'cause they write rhymes Ever since I was a youth I dealt in Now I'm trying to the youth, to preserve what's left There's a fork in the road, choose life or There's too much stress, too many for your vest Temptress, suck ya best, strains of syphillis The rest, rest in the Earth, the best progress you who think I see commercial success Warning, this shit is real, this is not a
And what I express worth more a Lexus Serve it baby food, still hard to digest Long ass niggas is mental slaves, I protest
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{Jeru The Baby in the crib, and dad got no for food So he do he got to do Keep it real, I playa hate ya
God my nature, sent at this to stabilize the structure We should all live like kings,
now praise to the gutter The blazed double X, concelead like a box should be teaching, not murdering one another Word, to the land, kill the other man Lord of the concrete jungle, and Tarzan was a man Swingin on vines vibin, balancin the eco system And since no more niggas in the ghetto, here I am
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(you got to deal with*instead of over)
Meanwhile, at Supahuman Klik Headquarters...