Yeah, it's time baby
It's time to speak the truth, maturity
Heh, niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the real
To call yourself real, you gotta start speakin about the real
This is Joe Crack The Don, and this is what I'm bringin to you
Uh, yo, nowadays I'm flirtin with uncertain death
Lord I gotta be dyin, cause after all this cryin
How much more hurtin's left?
When will the pain stop?
This depression and anxiety is gonna make me show another side of me
My niggas ride with me cause I'm the truth
There's benefits to rollin with this click, don't nobody fuck with you
Still they label me a tyrant and a backstabber
But study the facts, I'm crack, the shit don't add up
I'm bringin opportunity to my community
Probably the only rapper that cares, but still you out to ruin me
Who you foolin B? I'm for unity, Latins and blacks
Could you fathom the strength we have if the two would attach?
Bond together, foldin it like
These Uncle Tom politicians ain't holdin us right
How could the same nigga be 20 years in office
When it's clear the only thing that's risin is unemployment?
Abortion, little kids havin kids
The school system is failin us, now ain't that some shit?
Why the rich keep gettin richer? The poor keep dyin young
I can't hide it no more, the time has come
I was born, in the ghetto
Scramblin tryin to stay alive
Cause when you're born in the ghetto
No one seems to hear your cry
Brown skin, you know I love my brown ha-ah-skin
Everyday I'm confronted with racism
These motherfuckin coppers
Wanna bag us and have us shackled up in state prisons
After all the taxes I pay
You would think when they stop us
They would have somethin nicer to say
Then get the fuck out the car, where the drugs at?
All the jewelry you wearin, where the fuckin guns at?
Once they search the car clean and find nuttin
The same crooked cops try to act like they know us or somethin
Laughin, tellin jokes by the thousands
Two seconds ago they tried to send us to the mountains
Leave my son without a father, my wife without a husband
The more I think about it man the shit's disgustin
Still we live amongst them, everybody wants out
That's why we ride like we got silver spoons in our mouths
Like we ain't grow up on welfare
Nigga don't even go there, you probably wore Pro Players
We need to educate the youth, tell the seeds the truth
Too much to share the bare minimum will exceed the proof
I was born, in the ghetto
Scramblin tryin to stay alive
Cause when you're born in the ghetto
No one seems to hear your cry
So much pain
Tryin hard to stay alive
Stay alive, out in these streets
Man sometimes it can get so tough
Oh yeah, it's okay, yes it can, yeah
It can be so hard, so hard, so hard...
