1] I try to always buy final call the F.O.I though that's not what Islam always signify Y'all gotta the struggle in 'em They get on their knees and shine shoes 'fore they ever let the afflict 'em taco's and fuckin with McDonald's Nickel and dime broke, but with high hopes people shoulder the weight of the median, make it look easy Even they walkin the tight roads Immigrants, twelve deep in one I'm too cool, I look at 'em fools fools combine forces and put the resources And who the new owner of the corner store is Shit, what's me from doin that? I probably could with smugglers approve of that Because if one dime sack in the can climax Into a billion dollar industry, then look at my But I'm a in alotta ways I feel if you believe in God that you believe in brighter my son's heartbeat in my sleep I'ma walk the Planet Earth with his carved deep in my feet like
x2] Children growin, women Men go workin, but the use When the real strive and stress about the rent And can die poor and in debt without a cent
2] Born again christian creatures the suburbs to save souls on Broadway, they got some nerve Comin here unaware that the one's with no material Sometimes most spirits rifts Lazyness got me spare the stand back and was that That can't hold me back, my man Vast told me "Harlem got all that on a scale" When there's bullets in the sandboxes bid is real
I see growin up within a wicked system Smilin I kiss 'em, I see prophet Muhammad in 'em trickin people from my generation And down to world's most creative I've seen both of the fence Picket a link and we ain't all thinkin the same thing but teens got so impressed by me They try to walk, talk, interact and dress me We captivated the world's I to idolize athletes and entertainers Cause they never let the situation 'em gave 'em lemons, made lemonade and sold it back to 'em
x2] Children growin, women Men go workin, but the use the real strive hard and stress about the rent And can still die poor and in without a cent
3] Marvin said it best "This ain't livin" No matter your religion the earth spinnin And the sun keep shinin, keep cryin Old folks in beats within you put ya chiming And here I am, lower class America Same room, same view, cast of characters got arrested as a late prowler Couldn't trick, got evicted, her section aid voucher Onward goes my neighbourhood's revolving A of rental properties nobody owns at all I guess that's why we it a hood Nobody stays as long as it to become neighbour
x2] Children growin, producin Men go workin, but the use the real strive hard and stress about the rent And can still die poor and in debt a cent