[00:00.00] 作词 : Alicia Keys/Kaseem Dean/Corey Woods/Mark Batson/Shawn Martin/Robert Diggs/Jason Hunter
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Alicia Keys/Kaseem Dean/Corey Woods/Mark Batson/Shawn Martin/Robert Diggs/Jason Hunter
[00:10.16]So we all got children, products of the ghetto
[00:13.00]Momma cooked us soup, daddy did the yelling
[00:15.62]Uncle was a drunk, cousin was a felon
[00:18.14]When he got pitched, he told them he wasn't tellin'
[00:20.77]Auntie was a cook, her husband was a crook
[00:23.20]Cause every job he had they be payin' him off the books
[00:25.84]Ghetto university, knowledge is all it took
[00:28.39]In a tenement I was listenin' to the hook
[00:31.40]Change gon' come, the spirit of Sam Cook
[00:33.53]When the feds comin', everybody get shook
[00:36.11]Now we doin' life like Eddie Murphy and Martin
[00:38.72]On the chain gang, i was singing into the coffin
[00:40.98]
[00:41.23]The roaches and the rats, b*****s and the cracks
[00:43.77]Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
[00:46.38]Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
[00:48.60]Everybody got a past but you can never go back
[00:51.19]
[00:51.23]Oh, oh, oh, oh
[01:01.39]Sing
[01:01.78]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[01:11.36]
[01:11.94]Tellin' you like it is, how we ever gon' live?
[01:14.49]If we ain't gettin' money, how we feedin' the kids?
[01:17.70]It's a revolving door, where brothers be doin' bids
[01:19.63]I know it sound wrong but the door will be what it is
[01:22.20]Survival of the fittest, this poor girl the illest
[01:25.13]Broke parents and black cats give me heebie-geebies
[01:27.45]Life seems hard but nothin' ever comes easy
[01:30.00]Whatever's in the dark, can always become the light
[01:32.46]If you ain't in a battle, how you gon' win the fight?
[01:35.70]Gotta speak the truth when I'm up in the booth
[01:37.63]The streets be flyin' birds but they don't be on the roof
[01:40.19]Poverty is a pain like you pullin' a tooth
[01:42.49]Told the streets don't let me go like I'm Bishop in Juice
[01:44.86]
[01:45.37]The roaches and the rats, b*****s and the cracks
[01:47.94]Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
[01:50.53]Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
[01:52.77]Everybody got a past but you can never go back
[01:54.99]
[01:55.68]Oh, oh, oh, oh
[02:05.58]Sing
[02:05.92]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:15.52](Gotta sing)
[02:16.27]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:20.71](She's a king)
[02:21.43]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:30.08]Let me say New York city
[02:36.73]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

作词 : Alicia Keys/Kaseem Dean/Corey Woods/Mark Batson/Shawn Martin/Robert Diggs/Jason Hunter
作曲 : Alicia Keys/Kaseem Dean/Corey Woods/Mark Batson/Shawn Martin/Robert Diggs/Jason Hunter
So we all got children, products of the ghetto
Momma cooked us soup, daddy did the yelling
Uncle was a drunk, cousin was a felon
When he got pitched, he told them he wasn't tellin'
Auntie was a cook, her husband was a crook
Cause every job he had they be payin' him off the books
Ghetto university, knowledge is all it took
In a tenement I was listenin' to the hook
Change gon' come, the spirit of Sam Cook
When the feds comin', everybody get shook
Now we doin' life like Eddie Murphy and Martin
On the chain gang, i was singing into the coffin
The roaches and the rats, b*****s and the cracks
Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
Everybody got a past but you can never go back
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tellin' you like it is, how we ever gon' live?
If we ain't gettin' money, how we feedin' the kids?
It's a revolving door, where brothers be doin' bids
I know it sound wrong but the door will be what it is
Survival of the fittest, this poor girl the illest
Broke parents and black cats give me heebie-geebies
Life seems hard but nothin' ever comes easy
Whatever's in the dark, can always become the light
If you ain't in a battle, how you gon' win the fight?
Gotta speak the truth when I'm up in the booth
The streets be flyin' birds but they don't be on the roof
Poverty is a pain like you pullin' a tooth
Told the streets don't let me go like I'm Bishop in Juice
The roaches and the rats, b*****s and the cracks
Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
Everybody got a past but you can never go back
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Gotta sing)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(She's a king)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me say New York city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah