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๐Ÿ‘ค Alicia Keys โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Essential Collection โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:01
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โฑ๏ธ 3:01 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I said we're all God's children, products of the ghetto
Momma cooked the soup, daddy did the yelling
Uncle was a drunk, cousin was a felon
When he got pinched, 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 the tenement I was listenin' to the hook
Change gon' come, the spirit of Sam Cooke
When the Feds coming, everybody be shook
Now we doing life like Eddie Murphy and Martin
On the chain gang, I was singing into the coffin

The roaches and the rats, heroin and the crasp
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 path but you could never go back

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm telling 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, when brothers be doing bids
I know it sound wrong but the dope'll be what it is
Survival of the fittest, this poor girl the illest
Broke mirrors and black cats give me heebie-geebies
Life seems hard, nothing ever comes easy
Whatever's in the dark, won't 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 pulling a tooth
Told the streets don't let me go like I'm bishop and juice

The roaches and the rats, heroin 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 path but you could never go back

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
(Sing)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Sing)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Gotta sing)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(She's a king)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
And they sing New York City
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:04.70] I said we're all God's children, products of the ghetto
[00:13.08] Momma cooked the soup, daddy did the yelling
[00:15.66] Uncle was a drunk, cousin was a felon
[00:18.18] When he got pinched, he told them he wasn't tellin'
[00:20.74] Auntie was a cook, her husband was a crook
[00:23.18] Cause every job he had they be payin' him off the books
[00:25.82] Ghetto University, knowledge is all it took
[00:28.45] In the tenement I was listenin' to the hook
[00:31.06] Change gon' come, the spirit of Sam Cooke
[00:33.51] When the Feds coming, everybody be shook
[00:36.15] Now we doing life like Eddie Murphy and Martin
[00:38.75] On the chain gang, I was singing into the coffin
[00:41.13] The roaches and the rats, heroin and the crasp
[00:43.78] Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
[00:46.44] Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
[00:48.79] Everybody got a path but you could never go back
[00:51.22] Oh, oh, oh, oh
[00:56.34] Oh, oh, oh, oh
[01:01.48] Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[01:03.95] Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[01:06.53] Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[01:09.03] Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[01:11.78] I'm telling you like it is, how we ever gon' live?
[01:14.46] If we ain't gettin' money, how we feedin' the kids?
[01:17.06] It's a revolving door, when brothers be doing bids
[01:19.67] I know it sound wrong but the dope'll be what it is
[01:22.12] Survival of the fittest, this poor girl the illest
[01:25.21] Broke mirrors and black cats give me heebie-geebies
[01:27.51] Life seems hard, nothing ever comes easy
[01:29.94] Whatever's in the dark, won't always become the light
[01:32.46] If you ain't in a battle, how you gon' win the fight?
[01:35.12] Gotta speak the truth when I'm up in the booth
[01:37.52] The streets be flyin' birds but they don't be on the roof
[01:40.13] Poverty is a pain like you pulling a tooth
[01:42.51] Told the streets don't let me go like I'm bishop and juice
[01:45.37] The roaches and the rats, heroin and the cracks
[01:48.02] Couldn't blame me, I'm just giving the facts
[01:50.43] Tryna hit the top, the bottom ain't where it's at
[01:52.83] Everybody got a path but you could never go back
[01:55.48] Oh, oh, oh, oh
[02:00.55] Oh, oh, oh, oh
[02:05.59] Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:06.84] Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:08.89] Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:10.67] Sing yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:12.28] Oh, oh, oh, oh
[02:12.38] Oh, oh, oh, oh
[02:12.41] (Sing)
[02:12.53] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:14.57] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:15.47] (Sing)
[02:15.56] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:16.51] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:17.14] (Gotta sing)
[02:17.22] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:19.37] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:20.41] (She's a king)
[02:22.35] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
[02:24.49] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
[02:30.03] And they sing New York City
[02:34.30] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:36.85] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:42.36] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:44.81] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:47.58] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:50.57] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[03:00.98]

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