Yo, it ain't no gameListen upDo you see what I see?Look into the mirror, everything's a wreckIf you don't see it, check the newsComing from a ghetto blockAnd how life is tracked, seven days around the clockNew York to L.A., back to BrooklynHear the bop, bop, bopSee the young girls hooking, trying to surviveIt's what kids die forPeace to Crips and bloods in the street, LordTo most of the masses, so it really doesn't matterAs long as on the football, and the bloods don't splatterBut a person is a person, we all feel painAnd it's getting kind of hecticFeeling home and getting straightIn my head, I'm rolling with the Grim ReaperWe keep digging holes, and they're getting much deeperStop the violence, with no more silenceYou want a real peace, gots to kill the tyrantsIt ain't no gameIf you really want changeLike Flashmaster, KRS-One, I'm thinking long rangeMovies? Nah, it ain't no sequelAdore is in the house to give some power to the peaceFrom the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatSlam the child on a hard concreteFrom the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatSlam the child on a hard concreteFrom the concrete, I'll jump to my feet highBecause I'm speaking on the real, not the retreatOn the holidays, about the everyday struggleAin't talking about the suburbs, gee, that's about the jungleBricks and stone, it's shorties aloneBecause the people gots to hustle, to hold their ownWhere day to day life brings suits and laddersFew move on, and much blood scatters on the pavementIt's due to mental enslavementMost won't admit this, but I can debate itYou take a man who's another man from another landPut into a world not made for him to understandWhat's now a criminal figureSee, it's hard to keep a job, gotta live by the triggerAnd even those who do devote to educationMove on, move on, but check the complicationFour years, wanna finish a missionAfter three, they wanna raise your tuitionCut back the eight to build a bigger grenadeBut for too long, too hard, the people have paidBut this ain't a song here to make excusesCause someone out there, the individual choosesThe road to follow, but the road is hardBecause the child is born, already scarredFrom the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatFrom the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatFrom the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatA person is a person, opinion is a viewDo what you want, do what you want toNever discriminate, cause when you do, you create tensionTryna work it out, it's time for one to mentionInstead of building walls, it's time to build a big bridgeFor all kinds to walk in, to help the young kidsCause they hold the key to preserve our futureNo moment of silence, I get a beef, I won't shoot yaForm your hands, unless you do this in a man's worldIt's not worth your life, yo my brother, can't you understandDumb ass on beat, crying out your pops guess drunkCoz you got sent back, cos you didn't play the pumpIt's not worthwhile and it's not the cool styleYou'll never see another day, you'll never walk another mileI hope one day, people get it rightFrom the A. to the D.O. to the R. insideFrom the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatFrom the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatI'm from the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatFrom the concrete, there's no surrender, no retreatNo surrender, no retreat, I'm from the concreteThere's no surrender, no retreatSlaying the child on all concreteYeah, and I want to dedicate thisTo all the children in the struggleWork on, move onMove on, move onYeah*