I never had much,ran with a bad bunch

Littie skinny kid sneakin' w**d in my bag lunch

And all through Junior High,we was just gettin by

And drive by's robbed my homies of their young lives

I never did cry,and eve though l had pain in my heart

I was hopeless from the start

they chuldn't tell me nothin'they all tried to help me

The m*****a had my mind gone it wasn't healthy

I travelled places,caught cases,what a ill year

I felt the pain and the rain but I'm still here

Never did like the police

Let the whole world know now I gets no peace

Cause they chasin' me down

And facin' me now,what do i do?

These things that a Thug goes through

And still i rise so keep ya head up

And make your mind strong

It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on

聽(tīng)媽媽的話，別讓她受傷

想快快長(zhǎng)大，才能保護(hù)她

There's never a good day' cause in my hood they

Let they AK's pump strays where the kids play

And every Halloween check out the murder scene

Can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen

My homies dyin 'before they get to see they birthdays

These is the worst days,sometimes it hurts ro pray

And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth

I konw that ain't the truth,sometimes I look for proof

I wonder if heaven got a ghetto,and if it does

Does it matter if you blood or you cuz

Remember how it was,the picnics and the parties in the projects

Small time drinkin' gettin high with them armies

Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter

I'm dealin with the madness,raised by a single mother

I'm tryin to tell you when it's on

You gotta keep your head to the sky

And be strong most of all hold on

Hold on,be strong

When it's on it's on

Hold on,be strong

When it's on it's on

Hold on,be strong

When it's on it's on

Hold on,be strong

When it's on it's on

Hold on,be strong

I know them ain't thars comin' down your face

wipe your eyes

In this world only the strong survise you know

Hmm,Im konw it's hard out there

Welfare AIDS earthquakes Muggings car jackings

Yeah we got problems

But believe me when I tell you things always get better

God don't like ugly And God don't like no quitters

You know what Billie Holiday said

bay-bee God bless the child that can hold his own

You know you got to stand strong

And when these bustas try to knock you out your place

You stand there to they face

Tell'em hold on and be strong

The game don't stop Hmm

This here is black man

If you don't never learn nothin,learn one thing

It don't stop,'til the casket drop

Thug for life feel me

All my homeboys and homegirls stay strong

when thing get bad

Especially come the first and fifteenth

Stay strong and stay ballin' hold on

I'll catch y'all at the next life we in traffic