Nashawn - Kids in Da P.J.'s lyrics

[Hook] To the kids in the p.j.'s Ghetto children I know it ain't easy Ya'll wanting millions Sunshine turns to rain Its ghetto pain When a one time raise Sometimes the young is slain To the kids in the p.j.'s black babies Brought up in this world where it's wild and crazy child of the Nile Future lifestyle looks hazey Dreams to drive a Mercedes With a pile of ladies [NAS] Third grade singing star spangled banner Using proper manners Learnt to handle anger animal behavior Later on my block rocking with my jocks on Eating Bon Ton cheese popcorn Humming a KISS rock song Socks long to my knees Summer breeze running through the leaves playing freeze tag Can I stay out please dad Can I hang out with my little gang out Hearing shots rang out Heard my moms call my name out Come upstairs run up stairs Take a bath sh** stained underwear Wipe yourself with paper bad Little a** in my bed at 8:30 wash my plate Ate dinner up late Gazing at the wall praying basketball Was my future for this young one Hooping in the sun Proud to be where I come from Later shooting guns fantasizing Fascinated by gold rope chains Looking back at my hood days But things ain't changed [Hook] [Millenium Thug] In my hood n***as smoke wood Nothing is good Look at my eys and see what I could Living my life and feel what I felt The hand that I was dealt Drama that my uncle Shabazz had I was a little lad n***as shooting through my Grams window shattering gla** Had the chicken pox On that toy horse that rocks My moms grabbed me down to safety Everybody in the crib was going crazy That was in the 80's And now im 17 Money cash dreams n***as be slave I be brave spit like A.K.'s and S.K.'s Close range n***as see brains Millenium Thugs the name But now it's slash c**aine Blast n***as in vaine Satch yo' chain Cherrish the life My n***as got a fetish for ice Turn out the lights I bust so I could spar up the night Uniting the pipes Queensbridge n***as is sheist Need no price body yall dudes on spite Who knew I would of spazzed out Little Nayshawn owner of the crack house Get my papes on Tired of 'friderators all the steaks gone [Wiz] Now picture this sh** With six Aunts five Uncles Thugging a double apartment out Kids, cousins, and brothers There I go in the pamper by the radiator Cursing eatin first Little n***a with a appetite that got worst Firs day of school ten man cliq All I'm learning is how to extort sh** 'cuz cla** I forefit Graduated on another level Selling birds busting birds f** with the herbs Never we f** up the herbs Make 'em pay like you Stick 'em up get down Since ten was taught to turn 'em around Rip they pockets out Bust two the way they run I ain't give a f** that's how I was I was young [Hook] [Horse] Horse was born as a brave child Big for my size A bully to little guys With chocolate miks and apple pies The playground was mine I stayed scarred up all the time From shopping carts flipping Now we race to the finish line Hated playing cooties 'cuz that sh** Wasn't fun all the honey's say I'm it Then they little a** run I was sweared to put a hickey on the ones That I caught I was a nasty little n***a I learned to hump before I walk Kept a sling shot on my side to shoot Squirrles and cats Wanted to be Captain America with the Shield and the hat I started getting older fell More in love with the streets Infactuated by the ropes and the shiny Gold teeth I was to big to break dance f** spiining on my back My role models now run numbers and sell Crack this project child blessed Chasing ghetto success He needs a name for himself To ge the same respect