Ghetto Prayer

11-25-87 I wep my first cry

Momma gave birth eternal twins but one of us died

A heart racing, body aching doctors looked suprise

He's a marical child he made it out alive

But since the womb I was doom but I was taught to survive

Daddy could'ntstay in the room he's losing his mind

Told the nurse to come and get him when everythings fine

He's outside on his knees and asking god for a sign

Let her make it though the labor cause I know she trying

I heard through the grape vine that in you I can find

I know it's work against time but I need you now

I could'ntstand to see my wife lose another born child

Meanwhile my momma 1... 2... 3

Sqeezing the nurse hand then out comes me

My momma's only son daddy's little man

Prayers was answered right there where he stand

Lord I know in these streets this life ain't fair

But I hope you understand please forgive me for what I gotta do

Can you hear my ghetto prayer

Dear lord can you hear me please can you answer my prayers?

You know it's hard down here it's seems nobody cares

I'm the man of the house but I can use some help

I can't image all the pain my momma heart done felt

I was only yeh high when you took my pop's

Now everybody start to say I look like him alot

My older sister Puda yeah she be runing the streets

I'm a couple much younger she don't listen to me

My little sister Nikki she be depending on me

I'm in the streets everyday making sure that she eats

It's crazy cause at the same time I'm stressin' my mom

I gotta call her every now and then so she can stay calm

Don't wanna see her baby boy locked down or poped up

And Tori keep telling me to stick to this rap stuff

It's hard believe me especially when the rent due

My other half died and scrap that's why they sent you

My nigga

Lord I know in these streets this life ain't fair

But I hope you understand please forgive me for what I gotta do

Can you hear my ghetto prayer

It's been times when I felt like giving up

Could'nttake the pressure stress start building up

You see the corner of my eye start filling up

And I can go anywhere but I'm feeling stuck

I guess the hood got me strapped and caged in

It's getting harder everytime that the world spins

I can't win cause it seems I was born cinner No matter what I'm always guilty I was born NIGGA

They say the eyes never lie look me in my soul

I spit pain cause that's all I ever really know

I walk the hood see the blood stains in the streets

It's' kids dying I swear it's taking over me

I can't sleep over ghetto birds and gun shots

I'm staring at the ceiling thinking with my gun cocked

I guess it is what it is so I'm dealing with it

It's hard to breath in the ghetto but I'm still living