Thanksgiving didn't give
 So what should I hope for
 I keep on looking fo job
 But job seems not to like me
 What else my doors kick off the hedges
 Somebody just fill they Christmas list
 Off me and tha family
 And damn I just miss them
 Felt like I've been raped
 A figures been through my drawers
 Always read tha times in between tha black
 Spent my summers in that country
 So I consider myself a Jack
 Some left this world by putting bullets in they head
 But little Johnnie across the street
 hung hisself from his bunk-bed
 Had to go to court in tha mornin'
 Nothing hard about it
 My little partner was just scared
 How scared Gipp that scared

 When I was B-gee
 Used to think I couldn't be hit
 None of my homies carried guns
 All I had was a stick
 Coming out hard was the way from day one
 One of the smallest muthafuckers in the crew
 But you knew and feel the type of niggas that kill
 Be the ones that's out to prove something
 To them other niggers cause
 They already know the outcome
 What's going down at the party
 So many fine hoes nobody knows why
 We buck, I guess we up in a rut
 Looking for but at the same time
 Up in the Flame supporting girls up in the game
 Out to get a piece of what the system
 Has designed black folks to struggle for
 So I bust, so much to deal with
 Can't feel what's real from fake
 For my sake I stay close to home
 So them crackers don't take and
 Never give back to my hood
 In desperate need of change
 Be this way to
 We arrage it to be fit me
 Growing up on Sesame Street

 Can you feel, what I feel?
 Can you hear, what I hear?
 Can you see what I see?
 When ma feet hit the streets
 What chu know?
 What chu know?
 About Sesame Street?

 Georgia Power wants to put me in the dark
 But one spark
 I see Sammy streak to ma spot
 In this red Fred Sanford truck undercover
 But he geela folks fo da class "A" substances narcotics
 Ole shought stopping ask?
 Can be "shock-ca-locka"?
 Um to mad to be scared
 So for the price if you go it
 Like that to be the boss you gladly pay it
 An arm and a leg I'd be lying if I say I ain't
 Need no help, can't do it by myself
 It's raining sesame
 Cause it's only so much time left in this crazy world
 Mates in prison guards life with a hamma
 So excuse ma grammar
 Behind the walls of Atlanta, Federal Penn
 The tait on "Fred Stock" the cell blox wit no C.O.'s
 Equipped with radios

 The system is fraud and the security camera
 Now have we an eyeball on it yet
 The second stage denied
 I wonder if I get another trial

 Remember me from way back in the days
 Lived right around the corner from Benjamin Mays
 I'm amazed that we made it this far
 A po black family is all that we are
 Wishing upon a star
 For a trace of happiness
 My mama do her best but she ain't making no progresss
 Maybe it's a test that we all gotta pass
 My situations making me grow too fast
 13 and a half years old standing at the bus stop
 Alone in the cold on my way to be degraded
 For a fee to help get my family off this streeet called Sesame

 Can you feel, what I feel?
 Can you hear, what I hear?
 Can you see what I see?
 When ma feet hit the streets
 What chu know?
 What chu know?
 About Sesame Street