[Verse 1]
They say the odds against me are crooked and impossible
Like I was born with a hole in my heart as an obstacle
And left to die by the doctors in the children's hospital
But I'll never lose hope, success is psychological
The world is volatile and the street is my education
Shapin' the nation like the blueprint of a Mason
While Shawshank record deals get you raped on occasion
So I'm focused on my economic situation
I'm like the little kids on TV that dig through the trash
I hustle regardless of the way you talk shit and laugh
A lot of niggas drop science, but they don't know the math
'Cause they mind is narrower than the righteous path
It's funny how on the block, niggas'll kill you for cash
But never raise the gun to cry out, "Freedom at last!"
The Cold War's over, but the world is still gettin' colder
Atlas walkin' through the projects with the hood on my shoulders
I would like to raise my children to grow to be soldiers
But then a general will decide when their life would be over
So I work hard until my personality's split
Like the Black Panthers into the Bloods and the Crips
They said I'd never be shit, but now I sit and reminisce
Like Yeshua ben Yusef flippin' through Genesis
Ignorance is venomous, and it murders the soul
Spreadin' like a virus, runnin' rampant, out of control
They say the odds against me are crooked and impossible
Like I was born with a hole in my heart as an obstacle
And left to die by the doctors in the children's hospital
But I'll never lose hope, success is psychological
The world is volatile and the street is my education
Shapin' the nation like the blueprint of a Mason
While Shawshank record deals get you raped on occasion
So I'm focused on my economic situation
I'm like the little kids on TV that dig through the trash
I hustle regardless of the way you talk shit and laugh
A lot of niggas drop science, but they don't know the math
'Cause they mind is narrower than the righteous path
It's funny how on the block, niggas'll kill you for cash
But never raise the gun to cry out, "Freedom at last!"
The Cold War's over, but the world is still gettin' colder
Atlas walkin' through the projects with the hood on my shoulders
I would like to raise my children to grow to be soldiers
But then a general will decide when their life would be over
So I work hard until my personality's split
Like the Black Panthers into the Bloods and the Crips
They said I'd never be shit, but now I sit and reminisce
Like Yeshua ben Yusef flippin' through Genesis
Ignorance is venomous, and it murders the soul
Spreadin' like a virus, runnin' rampant, out of control
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