This out to all my young brothers and sisters Hold ya head, ain't always what they seem
I'm about to give you a of reality deal
{Jeru The
Nowaways, are played and superstars are made
Still mothers in the ghetto, dont get payed As a result, bullets are sprayed and sons are laid It's no myth, in ghetto life, if you fight you fade Surviving in the streets, not a for ordinary men Growing up in the hood, black and supahuman Caught up in the game of and cops run your block
Intercourse witches and hunted by warlocks For props, boos-hoot pop, brother drops He barely his pops, now his little seed will barely his pops Tunnel vision a cyclops
I you x-ray vision with these supahuman eyedrops My niggas in the ghetto, it everything you got 'cause until we reach the top, stop and won't stop
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Can you The presha, the the the Hand The presha, the the the
{Jeru The Journalists write articles 'cause they can't write Ever since I was a I dealt in crime Now I'm trying to the youth, to preserve what's left There's a in the road, choose life or death There's too much stress, too many for your vest Temptress, suck ya best, strains of syphillis The rest, in the Earth, only the best progress you who think I see commercial success Warning, shit is real, this is not a test
And what I express worth more a Lexus Serve it baby food, still hard to digest Long ass niggas is slaves, I gotta protest
Chorus 2X
{Jeru The Baby in the crib, and dad got no loot for So he do he got to do Keep it real, I playa hate ya
God my nature, at this time to stabilize the structure We should all live wise kings,
now sing to the gutter The blazed double X, concelead a box cutter Brothers be teaching, not murdering one another Word, to the land, kill the other man Lord of the jungle, and Tarzan was a black man Swingin on vibin, been balancin the eco system And since there's no niggas in the ghetto, here I am
Chorus 4X
(you got to deal with*instead of over)
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