we gotta make it up out the hood some day
we gotta make it up out this life
we gotta make it up out this life
some way we gotta make it up out this life
weather we dribble out this motherfucker
rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker
hospital out this motherfucker
some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker
some day the cops will kill a motherfucker
i don't always want to be this drug dealing
wish i could take us all on this magic carpet ride
use to play the hall up fifth floor me and my boys we
seen the worst of the worst i deserve every blessing
i received i'm from the dirt
i planted my seed on unfertile land myrtle park
flushing and nostrand and
still i grew some how i knew the sun will shine through
and touch my soul take hold of my hand
look man a tree grows in brooklyn
i gotta make it up out the hood someday
i gotta make it up out this life
some way i gotta make it up out this hood someday
sigel street i ain't forget you
twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck
nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck
cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up
behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck
girls fighting over rollie young boys hype things up
niggas fighting over cold young boys light things up
all the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up
remember lil' eddie man how he light mean up
then they wonder why we light green up
back to back steamers trying to relax but i can't
i lean up ain't the l or the refer that steam up
it's my head stress to the point i get a fever
thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids
that can't leave and how the chinks gotta feed'em
for the rest of their life fucking wings fried
no breakfast cap'n crunch at night
our kids eating lunch at night
in their beds all bunched in tight
no less than three or four
two by the foot two by the headboard
man i'm getting scared for them
thats how i feel for them
and we gotta grip the shorties on the block
all they do is smoke weed and drink forties
enough to get the latest roc
we gonna make it up out the hood someday
we gonna make it up out this life
we gonna make it up out the hood one day
some way we gonna make it up out this life
right here another lil' story bout this click i claimed
another chapter based on how i get that game
hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street
sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep
over here we got this poor get that there
we know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there
fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps
working inside a slump house starving to death
serving these nigga flippers
zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors
situations is critic i was out here to get it
living it like a savage cause nigga i gotta have it
and holding back all the mothers for a minute
erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog
love being willied and your creek gonna rise
i'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise
i'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise
we gotta make it up out the hood some day
we gotta make it up out this life
we gotta make it up out the hood some day
some way we gotta make it up out this life