McKay Class Anthology volume 1 | Page 35

Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny

You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey"14

They pushed that girl in front of the train

Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again

Stabbed that man right in his heart

Gave him a transplant for a brand new start

I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy after dark

Keep my hand on my gun, cause they got me on the run

I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw15

Hear them say: You want some more?" livin' on a seesaw16

[Hook]

[Verse 5]

A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling on you but he's frowning too

Because only God knows what you’ll go through

You’ll grow in the ghetto, living second rate

And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate

The places you play and where you stay

Looks like one great big alley way17

You'll admire all the number book takers

Thugs, pimps, pushers and the big money makers18

Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens

Rap/Hip-Hop

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[Verse 3]

My brother's doing bad took my mother's TV

Says she watches too much, its just not healthy

All My Children9 in the daytime, Dallas10 at night

Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray11 fight

The bill collectors that ring my phone

And scare my wife when I'm not home

Got a bum education, double-digit inflation

Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station12

Neon King Kong standin' on my back

Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac13

A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane

Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane

[Hook]

[Verse 4]

My son said: Daddy, I don't wanna go to school

Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool

And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper

If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper

Id dance to the beat, shuffle my feet

Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps