Crys of the Ghetto
in the familt guys are selling drugs and girls having babies
to continue theyre cycle would just be crazy i embrace the streets and everything it taught
hustling and selling drugs
food and shelter was our first thought
friends and violence was all i knew '
i needed change im not habing no babies
ima keep school on my mind
ima turn my life over leave it all behind
Schooling myself in a better what
hitting books the hard way
back hom no mom
shes somewhere lost in deep thought
dads still here being lazy and drunk
were not gonna talk last time we fought
turning back to the streets unable to take no more
brining my books and finishing my school work
is all im looking fowrard for
Everyone is hatingon me
Learning, watching everyone fail
stating they can have it all
stop the violence
Lets all learb before the street hits silent
The skies the limit
and fuck burdens, we can always work out to lift em
we grew stupid thougts
but its ok we can still change
arent minds still brains?
no one listens no one cares
fuck it dont hate on me
just because i want to get out of here
to end this all
ill finish my last class
the last task before i finally step on the gas
all thos days
paper and pen
books and friends
My life isnt the same
but the streets will nevr change