[Verse 1: Tyrese]
When I was on the block
It was the niggas that said it's all good, that wasn't good
Yeah, they kept the block hot, and watch
Ah, fuck the police was the normal mentality
Ratchet on my block while getting served by cops
By the hook or crook, me and my niggas had to get it
And I kept a bad bitch on my handlebars I was hittin'
They asked me how did I survive in South Central
A.K.A. the city of the unpredictable, so they say
It's real simple if you ask me
If you ain't really 'bout that life, nigga, have a seat
I was born in the belly of the beast
So еither you crippin' the blood or sellin' drugs, niggas gotta gеt it
Your baby boy was really one of those
Boys in the hood considered a menace to society from the niggas I had around me
But I always felt different
We might be cut from the same cloth
But I'm not tryin' to be none of y'all
I was born a king
My mama gave birth to Martin Luther King so I could dream
Thinkin' there's gotta be somethin' better out there
I'm puttin' my life on the line every day for my niggas stayin' here
It's hard to dream
When I'm livin' this reality
Wolves in sheep clothin' surroundin' me
I pray to God to hear my heart
But for now I'ma keep dreamin'
I'ma keep dreamin' for more
When I was on the block
It was the niggas that said it's all good, that wasn't good
Yeah, they kept the block hot, and watch
Ah, fuck the police was the normal mentality
Ratchet on my block while getting served by cops
By the hook or crook, me and my niggas had to get it
And I kept a bad bitch on my handlebars I was hittin'
They asked me how did I survive in South Central
A.K.A. the city of the unpredictable, so they say
It's real simple if you ask me
If you ain't really 'bout that life, nigga, have a seat
I was born in the belly of the beast
So еither you crippin' the blood or sellin' drugs, niggas gotta gеt it
Your baby boy was really one of those
Boys in the hood considered a menace to society from the niggas I had around me
But I always felt different
We might be cut from the same cloth
But I'm not tryin' to be none of y'all
I was born a king
My mama gave birth to Martin Luther King so I could dream
Thinkin' there's gotta be somethin' better out there
I'm puttin' my life on the line every day for my niggas stayin' here
It's hard to dream
When I'm livin' this reality
Wolves in sheep clothin' surroundin' me
I pray to God to hear my heart
But for now I'ma keep dreamin'
I'ma keep dreamin' for more
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