Still they label me a tyrant an' a backstabber
Born together, voted alike
How could the same nigga be 20 years in office
I'm bringin' opportunity to my community
Man, sometimes it can get so tough
Two seconds ago they tried to send us to the mountains
But study the facts of crack, the shit don't add up
They would have something nicer to say
'Cause when you're born in the ghetto
Nigga, don't even go there, you probably wore Pro Players
Niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the real
While the rich keep gettin' richer, the poor keep dyin' young
My niggas ride with me 'cause I'm the truth
The school system is failin' us, now ain't that some shit?
How much more hurtin's left?
I was born in the ghetto
When will the pain stop? This depression an' anxiety
Lord, I gotta be dyin' 'cause after all this cryin'
An' have us shackled up in state prisons
The same crooked cops try to act like they know us or somethin'
We need to educate the youth, tell our seeds the truth
Is gonna make me show another side of me
Yeah, so much pain
I can't hide no more, the time has come
No one seems to hear your cry
These 'Uncle Charm' politicians ain't holdin' us right
Laughin', tellin' jokes by the thousands
All the jewelry, you wearin', where the fuckin' guns at?"
Don't nobody fuck with you
That's why we rap like we got silver spoons in our mouths
Could you fathom the strength, we have of the two it attach?
Trying hard to stay alive, stay alive
Who you foolin', B? I'm for unity, Latins an' blacks
Still we live amongst 'em, everybody wants out
The more I think about it, man, it's just disgustin'
Once they search the car clean an' find nothin'
Call yourself real, ya gotta start speakin' about the real
Yo, nowadays, I'm flirtin' with uncertain death
Every day, I'm confronted with racism
These motherfuckin' coppers wanna bag us
Out in these streets
Than, "Get the fuck out the car, where the drugs at?
I was born in the ghetto
Brown skin, you know I love my brown skin
Tremblin', tryin' to stay alive
'Cause when you're born in the ghetto
Yeah, yes, it can, yes, it can, yeah
No one seems to hear your cry
Like we ain't grow up on welfare
Leave my son without a father, my wife without a husband
There's benefits to rollin' with this clique
You would think when they stop us
After all the taxes I pay
Probably the only rapper that cares
When it's clear the only thing that's risin' is unemployment?
Tremblin', tryin' to stay alive
This is Joe Crack, The Don an' this is what I'm bringin' to you
Abortion, little kids havin' kids
Too much to share, the bare minimum will exceed the proof
But still you out to ruin me
