[Verse 1: Doap Nixon] The first time I heard rap I was so gased 'Cause back then, you could make an album with no cash But now adays everybody is so cool You got niggas dropping out of school to learn pro tools And this is all facts I had to learn how to fall back And stop wasting my time with small cats They'll have you caught up in beef that you'll get killed for Or caught up in the current, my nigga,that you ain't built for And young jewels Not understanding everything in this life started with you but I know this life is getting kind scarey When you only here you secondary Man, you most necessary And AOTP family is too strong We hold our head high 'Cause it's been down for to long And once you get it, don't get it and boast Just do the knowledge, the greater the trial the greater the growth Man up
[Verse 2: Planetary] Don't cry when the struggle aproches Keep your self at arms reach Away from haters and jokers When it's time to be a man Make your plan and face it Things are gonna get better Once you get out of the basement The struggle only (?) It lasts if you let it The only way to overcome it Is to shuffle through the negatives It's the positives that allow you to proceed promptly To react on impusles And show your results calmly Take it from a man that'll do for his family More Vinnie do for Celph, Who else could understand me The streets are watching so the option is yours The only way to make an effect Is ride for the cause my nigga
[Chorus: Doap Nixon] We gotta hang on, shorties is giving up, The hoods broke, 'cause the government don't give a fuck Don't waste your whole life trying to get chedder Hold your head high and don't cry, shortie it gets better Don't live everyday rain and hand's help This is grown man shit, put in work for your damn self Don't waste your whole life trying to get chedder Hold your head high and don't cry, homie it gets better
[Verse 3: Demoz] I'm coming from a broken home Bloody tears no cameras No footage of dad fucking with grandma And now my daughter get larger by the minute Asking question like "where my daddy?" I tell her Baby, in this life we live, theres a life to give To a upperhand, maybe pretty soon you'll understand that I took a sip of your Bacardi my nigga (Oops) I was 12, you were mad, look, I'm sorry my nigga And thanks for the party my nigga, You threw for my birthday at parks Nothing with ever break us apart Now I'm much bigger, life is much clearer Perks have been abused dumbing zanis in my syrup 'Till I've been in the grammys with a Shakira look alike Hopes shes right, I don't wanna be a crip tonight... Nope, hope a major label looks tonight 'Cause I don't wanna have to strong arm you and your book on tight
[Verse 4: Vinnie Paz] Call it the hood a gutter, 'Cause all they looking for is a good mother But it ain't none of them left, They took the good from 'em It ain't safe no more, the street is Vietnam The older guards (?) Trying to keep it calm The streets rought out here, it's tought out here And young boys they don't give a fuck out here (Damn) But the government the one who put the crack in hoods We gonna start a revolution, take it back for good And I don't give a mothafuck about the police They the reason every single ghetto having no peace They putting poison in the water I don't know why This is for the little shorties Hold your head and don't cry