Manchild - Shyheim

I'm a manchild born in the promised land

Captain of my destiny guidin my faith through the turbulence of life

See in order to be who you are you've got to know who you are

In order to get to where you want to go

You've got to know from where you came

Say it was Malcolm X who said

"A man who doesn't have nothin to stand up for

Will fall for any god damn thing "

I walk with a gat

Damn my face drop tears it's like nobody cares

I swear life ain't fair sometimes I wanna disappear

Only Blahzay Blah' got mad gray hairs I'm a young old man

What part of Sh*t Iz Real don't you understand

Twin got murdered caught one to the temple *gunshot*

You ain't been what I been through Can It Be All So Simple

I got bad nerves it's absurb I'm disturbed

So I suggest you watch the words that you blurb

Out your mouth or it'll be a shoot out

I leave you stretched out I'm thugged inside and out

And it ain't by choice

I'm screamin out loud for love (AHHHH ) do anybody hear my voice

Pardon the noise I'm just a black ghetto boy

Went through the rain and pain where's the sunshine and joy

I can't seem to find it trapped in the black cloud

Watchin my life go down to hide the suffer when I smile

Running these streets can be so trying these trying times

Manchild in the promised land who of you will understand

Running these streets can be so trying these trying times

Manchild in the promised land hey-ay

My aunt died from AIDS I watched here deteriate

She told me f**kin wit *** was her biggest mistake

Put my moms on to it stickin needles in her veins

Bein sons of addicts yo me and Cane the same

We packed bags at BathMart we both humped Tamika

We used to go to the pool just to steal kid's sneakers

Rocked cut-off beepers wore old clothes for Easter

Sh*t was so real we had to split a slice of pizza

I was born at six months damn premature

My moms birthed a thug like Afeni Shakur

I'm surprised I ain't crazy from the bug sh*t I saw

I caught my mother buyin crack on the first floor

I never thought I'd be in a cell smokin the NewPort

With all sorts of thoughts runnin through my mind

Know I ain't leavin caught D A took it jail time

I glanced at my mom's eyes she lookin like she wanna cry

Running these streets can be so trying these trying times

Manchild in the promised land who of you will understand

Running these streets can be so trying these trying times

Manchild in the promised land hey-ay

They say I'm an accident waitin to happen G

Miss Sand from the first floor said she gon' pray for me

She had a bad dream that they murdered me

I said "Miss truthfully I don't believe in dreams"

Hope is miles away from where I stay

Who knows the way Pssshhh should I pay

For the directions My whole family's in correction

Fake friends half-steppin I'm stressin and some question

Can I trust you Uh-huh then I love you

Yea if not straight up and down f**k you

Bottomline real people do real things

Play your position (running these streets can be so )

Running these streets can be so trying these trying times

Manchild in the promised land who of you will understand

Running these streets can be so trying these trying times

Manchild in the promised land hey-ay