Dear Lord, as we down here, struggle for as long as we know, in search of a paradise we can touch. Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to be the only place to go, the only place for us. I know, trying to make the best of bad situations, seems to be my life's story. Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vain, and can't nobody live this life for me. It's a ride, y'all. A long, hard ride. Somebody wake me, I'm dreaming. I started as a seed, the semen. Swimming upstream, landed in the womb, I'm screaming. On the top was my pops, my mama screaming, stop from a single drop. This is what they got not to do, respect my peoples, but my papa was a loser. Only plan he had for mama was to be an abuser. Even as a little seed, I can see his plan for me. Stranded on welfare, another broken family, and what was I to be? The product of this heated passion, mama got pregnant, and papa got a piece of it. Look how it began, nobody gave a f*** about me, f*** in my hand. This cruel world could do without me, how can I survive? Got me asking why Jesus will not deliver, die, cause the Lord can't see us in the deep, dark clouds of the projects. Ain't no sunshine, no sunny days, and we only play sometimes, with everybody sleeping. I open my window, jump to the street, and get to creeping. I can live or die, hope I get some money, phone gone. I'm only 19, now trying to hustle on my own. On this block where everybody and they pops trying to slay me. I'd rather go to college, but this is where the game stops. Don't get it wrong, cause it's all it's own. From dusk to dawn, you can follow me. You can ask my man, he's a mind reader. Keep my n***a heated all the time, this is how we grind. Meet up at the cemetery, then get sick, die. Pass the weed, and Hennessy will keep me keyed. Everywhere I go, n****s holler at me, keep it real cheap. And my reply, till they kill me, act up if you feel me. I was born not to make it, but I did. The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise. Still I rise, and please give me to the sky. And if I die, I don't want you to cry. I stay sharp as always, running your bricks with ***. Do your project always, dumping crews like tools. N***a all day, secrets of war, prepare me for the worst. A life that's lavish, full of cabbage, or a life that's in the hearse. But now my dreams, it seems dope. We play some triple beams and things, bro. Diamond piggy rings, got the loot poppin' out my 20's. If Trump was searching for me, then why not? Show him what I'm made of, plus raised on a wild block. Chance the ad with me, then he turn to the streets. Love snatchin' bags, we out to pop. We make it casual, buzzin' fast, it'll make me mad, I'm just like him. My homie on the corner with his *** tucked in. Youngest, they buckin' somethin'. The life he lead, the life he don't need. Don't we all know, he tryna rise up and reach his goal. My dreams are lost hope. I hit the strip, broke with a fiend's gig. And still I rise, now I float, cowards ghost. Whenever we come around, I'm runnin' down. Clutchin' a ***, I'm lava, sirens duckin' the sound. I used to hustle with my mom, till the sun came. My homie, I'm doin' time from the *** game. Stolen cars, war scars, born an outlaw. Behind bars, go to sleep, just to see the stars. Freedom is ours, though we trapped on that burnt block. Kids only 10, learn to duck. In 96, my ***, my plastic passion for *** bastards. No faces for open caskets, peelin' your cat backwards. Your cowards ain't prepared for *** practice. I sent my *** through your mattress, leavin' *** in your body like a cactus. Why me and my crew be boppin', more green's the topic. I look to keep the seams, and my mother *** is poppin'. Leavin' your screen to pick up half of you n****s, softer than a snicker. Let's go to war and see the world quicker. And still I rise, and still I rise. And still I rise, and still I rise. Please get me to the sky, and then I die. I don't want you to cry. And still I rise, and please get me to the sky, and then I die. I don't want you to cry. Y'all n****s fake. All day, every day. So now I got a real train. Bitch. I'm stuck to you. I'm out to get you. I'm out to get you.