(feat. Bravehearts, Millenium Thug)



[chorus]

To the kids in the p.j.'s 

ghetto children i know it ain't easy

ya'll wanting millions 

sunshine turns to rain

its ghetto pain

when a one time raise 

sometimes the young is slain



To the kids in the p.j.'s black babies

brought up in this world where it's wild and crazy child of the Nile

future lifestyle looks hazey

dreams to drive a Mercedes

with a pile of ladies



[NAS]

Third grade singing star spangled banner

using proper manners 

learnt to handle anger animal behavior

later on my block rocking with my jocks on

eating Bon Ton chesse popcorn 

humming a KISS rock song

socks long to my knees 

summer breeze running through the leaves playing freeze tag

can I stay out please dad 

can I hang out with my little gang out

hearing shots rang out 

heard my moms call my name out

come upstairs run up stairs

take a bath shit stained underwear

wipe yourself with paper bad

little ass in my bed at 8:30 wash my plate

ate dinner up late

gazing at the wall praying basketball 

was my future for this young one 

hooping in the sun

proud to be where I come from 

later shooting guns fantasizing 

fascinated by gold rope chains

looking back at my hood days

but things aint changed



[chorus]



[Millenium Thug]



In my hood niggaz smoke wood 

nothing is good 

look at my eys and see what I could

living my life and feel what I felt

the hand that I was dealt 

drama that my uncle Shabazz had

I was a little lad

niggaz shooting through my Grams window shattering glass 

had the chicken pox 

on that toy horse that rocks 

my moms grabbed me down to safety

everybody in the crib was going crazy

that was in the 80's

and now im 17

money cash dreams

niggaz be slave 

I be brave spit like A.K.'s and S.K.'s

close range niggaz see brains

Millenium Thugs the name

but now it's slash cocaine

blast niggaz in vaine

satch yo' chain

cherrish the life 

 my niggaz got a fetish for ice

turn out the lights

I bust so I could spar up the night

uniting the pipes 

Queensbridge niggaz is sheist

need no price body yall dudes on spite

who knew I would of spazzed out 

little Nayshawn owner of the crack house

get my papes on 

tired of 'friderators all the steaks gone



[Wiz]

Now picture this shit 

with six Aunts five Uncles

thugging a double apartment out

kids, cousins, and brothers

there I go in the pamper by the radiator

cursing eatin first

little nigga with a appetite that got worst

firs day of school ten man cliq

all i'm learning is how to extort shit

'cuz class i forefit

graduated on another level 

selling birds busting birds 

fuck with the herbs 

never we fuck up the herbs

make 'em pay like you

stick 'em up get down

since ten was taught to turn 'em around

rip they pockets out 

bust two the way they run

I ain't give a fuck that's how I was 

I was young



[chorus]



[Horse]

Horse was born as a brave child 

big for my size 

a bully to little guys

with chocolate miks and apple pies

the playground was mine

I stayed scarred up all the time 

from shopping carts flipping 

now we race to the finish line

hated playing cooties 'cuz that shit

wasn't fun all the honey's say i'm it 

then they little ass run

I was sweared to put a hickey on the ones

that I caught

I was a nasty little nigga I learned to hump before I walk

kept a sling shot on my side to shoot 

squirrles and cats

wanted to be Captain America with the

Shillinger hat I started getting older fell

more in love with the streets 

infactuated by the ropes and the shiny 

gold teeth I was to big to break dance

fuck spiining on my back

my role models now run numbers and sell

crack this project child blessed 

chasing ghetto success 

he needs a name for himself

to ge the same respect