Please believe Some how way We make it up out the hood some day how some way We gotta it up out this life Some how way We gotta make it up out the some day Some way we gotta it up out this life
Whether we out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this Some how we gotta get up out this Some day the cops will a motherfucker I don't always want to be this dealing motherfucker damn Wish I could take us all on this magic ride through the sky
I use to the hall up fifth floor me And my we all poor getting high I seen the of the worst I deserve every blessing I received I'm from the dirt, I planted my seed on unfertile Myrtle Park, Marcy, and Nostrand And still I grew some how I the sun will shine through And touch my take hold of my hand Look man a tree in Brooklyn
Some how way I gotta make it up out the someday Some how way I gotta make it up out life, c'mon Some way I gotta it up out the hood someday
To old Nell, Sigel I ain't forget you Twenty on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on Cops roll up on the pavement the dice games up Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice truck Girls over Rollie young boys hype things up
Niggas fighting over Cold young boys things up All the ass wars fuck the night scene up Remember Lil' Eddie man how he mean up they wonder why we light green up Back to back steamer trying to relax but I I lean up, ain't the L or the that steam up, that steam up
It's my head to the point I get a fever Thinking bout the block and all the and kids can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em For the rest of their life wings fried Vegetable rice, gotta be kidding, no breakfast, Crunch at night Our eating lunch at night in their beds all bunched in tight
No less than or four, you know how it go Two by the two by the headboard Man I'm getting scared for them, I know That's how I feel for 'em and we grip the shorties on the block All they do is weed and drink forties, cock their lower quarties Enough to get the latest roc, glock and old Jordies
Some how way We gonna it up out this hood one day how some way We gonna make it up out this how some way We make it up out the hood one day Some way we make it up out this life
Right here another lil' story bout this I claimed Another chapter based on how I get that Hanging round my neighborhood and my street Sit and watch the passer-bys my sweep South-side sunny side I run South Vegas, South Paul
all got guns Over here we got this poor child, that there We know tomorrow promise so we get that there Fuck in the living room guarding the steps Working a slump house starving to death
Serving these nigga flippers, and zippers Agents your picture neighbors plotting to get ya Situations is critic I was out to get it Living it like a savage nigga I gotta have it And holding all the mothers for a minute, pumping hard dog
enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog Love being willied and your creek gonna I'm be a nigga and streets gonna rise how some way, some how some way I'm be a and these streets gonna rise, some how some way
how some way We gotta make it up out the hood day Some how way We gotta it up out this life Some how way We make it up out the hood some day Some way we make it up out this life