Yes Knoc-Turn'al Yup Let's go.. It's amazing How outta my life I made short a long story I came a long way outta bullsh** but I asked for no glory I came a long way from the pavement on the block stackin' dough And on a long day there would be a raid and business was slow How many times must I see a victim losing a life? How many days must I hustle 'fore my hustle get right? How many days must the children duck when bullets take flight? How would a gang act when one of they own is dying tonight? Until the day I want to be right where you are want to hold you in my arms want to be your shining star Until the day I want to be right where you are want to hold you in my arms want to be your shining star It's amazing How hard times, they come and they go In the ghetto, these ghetto days we go with the flow I spent my whole life hustlin', grindin' the streets And when hard times came I regrouped and stood on my feet When will it be safe for kids to go outside again? When will the day come for us to love and embrace a friend? I travel all around the world, working, gettin' it right Because the world is a ghetto and the ghetto's my life Until the day I want to be right where you are want to hold you in my arms want to be your shining star Until the day I want to be right where you are want to hold you in my arms want to be your shining star It's amazing How mothers in ghetto's hold they heads high And when times get too hard they just look to the sky Pull out some drink 'cause the homie would'a been 30 today But tragedy struck at 14 and took him away I want a new life where family's don't have to cry no more I know kids in the ghetto listen to Knoc-Turn'al Until the day I get all my people off of the streets I'm'a be here puttin' it down for L.A.C Until the day I want to be right where you are want to hold you in my arms want to be your shining star Until the day I want to be right where you are want to hold you in my arms want to be your shining star