One steps down the path of poverty, most know the route Not a pot to piss in or a door to throw it out All I hear these days, we say, she say, we say, anyway He grows, she grow, we grow, listen negro (Listen) I die, you die, few die, who rob (It's) Do or die You fry, I fry, new play, new day, new God Tell me, what's the sense of this? Tell me before they gotta jail me and nail me Had to mention it You've never been to the ghetto till you had to enter this Some plans, one chance, hold heat, hold head, hold their's (Hold ya head) Peep rules, weak proof, meet troops, speak truth, teach youth (Teach the youth) No crews, who's who, new day, new rules, do you Break bread, wake heads, check heads, half-a-head for snake feds (Check 'em) They'll lock your body, even Gotti, grab your shotties for an Illuminati (Be ready) They'll lock your body as Gotti, grab your shotties, it's an Illuminati Open your eyes up, people can't you see? It's gettin' harder by the day for you and me All my life I've seen so much misery Can there be a better place for you and me? Why everytime you try to show a nigga love, they shit on you? Fuck I'm suppose to do? Why everytime a brother comin' up some pray ya through? That's what success'll do 'Cause I'm a hard workin' black man In my face, stab in my back, man Rob and steal, they wanna kill me, black man Tell me now what the deal is black man Don't you know the powers in our hand? 'Cause we shine, we end up six feet in land When we could build one nation And it's comprised of all persuasion African, Latin, Caucasian, Asian New World Order, Hip-Hop Nation Then we can turn hate to love Like Malcolm and Martin tripped up, open up your eyes Open your eyes up, people can't you see? It's gettin' harder by the day for you and me All my life I've seen so much misery Can there be a better place for you and me? Here today, gone tomorrow Live then lay, here tomorrow Tell me, what's the sense of this? Tell me before they gotta jail me and nail me Had to mention it You've never been to the ghetto till you had to enter this What's the sense of this? Tell me before they gotta jail me and nail me Had to mention it You've never been to the ghetto till you had to enter this Open your eyes up, people can't you see? It's gettin' harder by the day for you and me All my life I've seen so much misery Can there be a better place for you and me? Feel me, the end of the century Feel me, they want us in wakes and penitentiaries (Open your eyes) That's how the envy be Now they got it, we our own enemies Feel me, the end of the century Feel me, they want us in wakes and penitentiaries (Open your eyes) That's how the envy be Now they got us, we our own enemies © NAUGHTY MUSIC; KIDADA MUSIC INC; WB MUSIC CORP.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com