In the Ghetto

<br>Planet Earth was my place of birth<br>Born to be the sole controller of the universe<br>Besides the part of the map I hit first<br>Any environment I can adapt when it gets worse<br>The rough gets goin the goin gets rough<br>When I start flowin the mic might bust<br>The next state`ll shake from the power I generate<br>People in Cali used to think it was earthquakes<br>Cause times is hard on the boulevard<br>So I bogaurd and never get scared I`m god<br>But it seems like I`m locked in hell<br>Lookin over the edge but the R never fell<br>Or tripped or slipped cause my Nikes got grip<br>I stand on my own two feet and come equipped<br>Any stage I`m seen on the mic I feind on <br>I stand alone and need nothin to lean on<br>Goin for self with a long way to go<br>So much to say but I still flow slow<br>I come correct and I won`t look back<br>Cause it aint where you from it`s where you at<br>Even the &quot;Ghetto&quot;<br><br>I learn to relax in my room and escape from New York<br>Take a trip through the womb of the world as a thought<br>Thinkin how hard it was to be born<br>Me being cream with no physical form<br>Millions of cells with one destination<br>To reach the best part that`s life`s creation<br>Nine months later a job well done<br>Make way cause here I come<br>Since I made it this far can`t stop now<br>There`s a will and a way and I got the know-how<br>To be all there is to be and more<br>To see all there is to see before<br>I`m called to go back to the essence<br>It`s a lot to learn so I studied my lessons<br>I thought the ghetto was the worst that could happen to me<br>I`m glad I listened when my father was rapping to me<br>Cause back in the days they lived in caves<br>Exiled from the original man and strayed away<br>Now that`s what I call hard times<br>I`d rather be here to exercise the mind<br>Then I take a thought around the world twice<br>From knowledge the form back to knowledge precise<br>Across the desert that`s hot as the Arabian<br>But they couldn`t cave me in cause I`m the Asian<br>Reaching for the city of Mecca visit Medina<br>Visions of Nefertiti then I seen her<br>Mind keeps travelin I`ll be back after I<br>Stop and think about the brothers and sisters in Africa<br>Return the thought through the eye of a needle<br>For miles I fought and I just fought the people<br>Under the darks skies on a dark side<br>Not only there but right here`s an aparthied<br>So now is the time for us to react<br>Take a trip through the mind and when you get back<br>Understand your third eye seen all of that<br>It aint where you from it`s where you at<br>Even the &quot;Ghetto&quot;<br><br>No more props I want property in every Burrough<br>Nobody`s stoppin me because I`m thorough<br>Rhymes I make give me real estate for me to own<br>Where ever I bless a microphone<br>Double O seven is back and relaxin<br>On point and reactin and ready for action<br>I`m so low key that you might not see me<br>Incognito and takin it easy<br>Quiet is kept on a hush hush<br>In front of a crowd I get loud as a bum rush<br>But calm keep a low pro and play the background<br>Hoping the wack rappers put the mic back down<br>So rip it break it in half go ahead and slam it <br>Cause when it`s time to build I`m a mechanic<br>I`m bondin and mendin attachin and blendin<br>So many solos there is no ending<br>People in my neighborhood they know I`m good<br>From London to Hollywood where ever I stood<br>Footprints remain on stage ever since<br>Sidewalks and streets I leave fossils and dents<br>When I had sex I left my name on necks<br>My Trademark was left throughout the projects<br>I used to get rich when I played c-lo<br>When I rolled 4,5,6 they go we know<br>So I collect my cash then slide<br>I got my back my gun`s on my side<br>It shouldn`t have to be like that <br>I guess it aint where you from it`s where you at<br>Even the &quot;Ghetto&quot;