Big K.R.I.T. - Born On The Block lyrics

[Hook:] x2 See, I was born on the block And I was raised on the block And they wonder why I talk this way They wonder why I talk this way [Verse 1: Big Sid] I was born on the block, raised on the block Never slang (?) but I knew some things on the block My people under streetlights trying to provide For they fam, so they scram from the laws to survive Up and on it all night, same story different day Kids need food and clothes so we going all the way Momma got cancer and they only giving her till May Collections team callin', cause the hospital pay is late Baby momma trippin', she tired of the strugglin' He feel the same way, cause he tired of the hustlin' World is too cold, so we screamin' f** the government! President and all, Democrats and Republicans Sick of the smugglin', takin' daily chances Prayin' with his fam to turn this section to a mansion Playin' with the flames, don't get burned, so he dances Hopin' to make it out, takin' penitentiary chances [Hook:] x2 [Verse 2: k**er Mike] Raised on that Martin Luther King A n***a had a dream and a scheme Servicing (?) fiends If you ain't never seen the site of a young teen Sprinting toward the car like a track team in spring You wouldn't understand how the product is in his hand Wrapped in cerane, tucked by the garbage can Can potentially grow this boy into a man You see him and disregard him, another dope man Got a woman that he love, he don't wanna see her dance Had a baby by the girl, he call her Ms. Little Man His momma been on welfare all of his life Took her out the projects her house and picket fence white The same animal that chop rock, bust choppers Sent two sisters to school to become doctors Feds finally came and gave the young brother life He said, my family made it out, f** the law, I'm tight [Hook:] x2 [Verse 3: Big KRIT] Okay, I get it how I live, no silver spoons or handouts Crack viles covered the park-ground that we ran 'round Chunk his a** for change, no regrets, pride or shame Refrain from giving eye because we strugglin' all the same One bill away from being in the same position Standin' on the corner with these stones I whipped up in my kitchen Watchin' for them undercover laws and those n***as paid to tell My partner going through it, prayin' this dope will sell Taking chances just to make it out the hood Get jammed and do time, but did just what he could Got kids that need food, so I'm taking up the slack His girl ain't sh**, and theres no tellin' when he's comin' back And they wonderin' why we fight for every yard, never heal from these scars Never give so we take, any day we can starve And I ain't sayin' that it's right But it's life, we're tired of the dark, failed for searchin' for the light Earnin' stripes [Hook:] x4 [Outro:] They wanna be down with the last King, Two!