Lord, it's a constant struggle [down here]
Specially when all you know how to do is hustle [down here]
Lord, it's a miracle - I'm still breathing [down here]
Lord, it's a battefield [down here]
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Lord, it's easy to get killed [down here]
So I keep my family near me [down here]
And keep my bulletproof vest on
Thank you, Lord, for making teflon [down here]
'Cause the ghetto has a way of manipulating the children
Tricking them into believing that life has no meaning
Down here, down here
Lord, if you see my grandmother [up there]
Tell her I know she's disappointed in me
Hates to see me in and out of jail
But tell her life ain't as heavenly here as it is [up there]
I know it's probably lovely [up there]
But tell her I ain't in no rush to get [up there]
So I keep my pistols off safety
At all cost I got to protect and feed these babies
===As they lay, it's been hell
Keeping my black ass from coming [up there]
So I'm thankful everyday
And pray my enemies, don't roll down on me
And send me kicking and screaming [up there]
Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh, yeah, ohhhhh, ooo, ohhh, hmmmmmmm
To my peoples trying to make it from [down here]
To my peoples who done made it [up there]
To my peoples trying to make it too [up there]
From down here
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