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    dear God can ya save me
    if you can't save me, save our babies
    (we trying to keep it real, so many ghetto tears my people cry
    life is hard and I see that every day, just so many ghetto tears
    in the ghetto)

    age 11 looking out of a ghetto building
    mom and 5 of us little ghetto children
    I ain't never knew wrong from right
    growing up off my life, thinking Adidas had 4 stripes
    so my uncle tried to warn us
    told us not to do drugs, but yesterday I saw him on it
    see in my hood it ain't no love
    age 13, seen my auntie o.d. on drugs
    the neighborhood hoe only 15 and everybody wants to bang her
    found her dead, gave herself and abortion with a clothes hanger
    I seen on of my neighbors try everything but couldn't make it
    came home one day killed his whole family
    I guess he couldn't take it
    I give back, even if it ain't nothing big
    look at my grandma, terminal disease only got months to live
    they tell us we ain't gonna be nothin
    gave my homie 25 years
    I shed tears for all my peers


    dear god can ya save me
    if you can't save me, save our babies
    so many ghetto tears my people cry
    you ain't supposed to question God but I'm asking why
    so many ghetto tears my people cry
    through out the years, my people shed ghetto tears
    my people shed ghetto tears, through out the years

    the ghetto's like a headache, one big ol migrane
    tryin to stay high till I die
    tryin to like hide the pain
    my homey mama died and didn't know it
    when she died he committed suicide
    my homie jumped up off the sixth floor
    maybe it's too late for me
    since I'm still here, I'm kinda glad to be
    been in and out of jail since i was 12
    life been hectic since mama had me
    I have to ask myself the simple question why
    it's so hard to live but yet so easy to die
    with this simple question Lord can you help me
    just tryin to live large and wealthy
    from these card that you dealt me
    I used to ask ???, but now they ask me
    life passed em up, I wonder will life pass me
    cause it really ain't no love for us ghetto kids
    for all the dirt that I did
    I don't think I'll find where heaven is
    I wonder why they won't panic and try to ban it
    probably cause they scared of it
    I just dont understand it


    how could you carry a kid for 9 months black
    she had a baby boy
    but while she she was pregnant she was smoking crack
    how could you rape and abouse your kids
    how could you committ incest and say you love your kids
    they ain't ask to be here, they ain't ask to see here
    slipped here by 15 minutes of pleasure
    that's why they can't see clear
    from the cradle to the grave
    or from the cemetary to the penatentary
    life is so hard now bet ya leave it


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