How Will I Make It Lyrics

How Will I Make It lyrics

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Aiyo some people was born in heaven



with a silver spoon in they mouth



And had everything taken to them



on a silver platter



And never had to work hard for nothing



Then there are some people



who was born in the opposite world, of those



was born heaven, which is called hell



And had to work hard for everything they got



and never had nothing taken to them



and never will







[Verse One]



I'm only at the age of ten



and life already seems to me



like was heading to a dead end



Cause my mom was smoking mad crack



my pops went out for a fast snack



and never brought his ass back



Nobody knows how I feel



it's quite ill that I have to steal



to fill my stomach with a nice meal



Too ashamed to walk the streets



wearing the same cheap sneaks



and dirty outfit for weeks



Even my holidays got damaged



Cause on christmas I aksed Santa



for a father and a hot sandwich



I just can't take it



and everyday I aks myself



How will I make it?







(Chorus)



It seems like my life been cursed ever since I was a child



And how will I make it?



I won't, that's how



I walk around with a frown I got no reason to smile



And how will I make it?



I won't, that's how



Aiyo times is rough I had to grow up foul



And how will I make it?



I won't, that's how



I always knew that I'll end up doing time on a L



And how will I make it?



I won't, that's how







[Verse Two]



Five years past by, now I'm on the age of fifteen



no more fun and games, it's time to get cream



cause I'm about to burst, my life was cursed



I went to church prayed everyday



but everything still got worse



Soon I ran in to a couple of guns



started stalking the streets late



robbing suckers for funds



Now everyday I creep with the heat



ain't nothing sweet



I rob for me, if I don't steal I don't eat



Then I lost control and started going too far



Robbed this brother named Umar



and got snatched by the blue car



Where I grew up it was a living hell



then I started to realise



I'm better off in a prison cell



Now I can sleep, now I can eat



Can't hit skinz but I wasn't hitting skinz



while I was in the streets



Aiyo I just can't take it



and everyday I aks myself



How will I make it?







(Chorus)







[Verse Three]



Doing time was full of stress G



all the fightings and stabbings



and men finding men sexy



One tried to test me didn't find it humerous



beat him with a pillowcase skilled with cans of tuna fish



My time came to a cease



I'm back on the streets again



I hope I won't get snatched by the beast again



But it's getting crazy hectic



cause I'm broke and up naked



in cagitive jar cause of my jail record



Before you know I was robbing them Saint Ducks



even started robbing homeless folks for their change cups



My whole life was deserted



either I'ma go back to jail or get murdered



but do I deserve it



All I try to do was live the one life that I got



but it seems that I can't get a fair shot



I just can't take it



and everyday I aks myself



How will I make it?







(Chorus)







Word up man it's real rough out here man



In the ghetto all that remains for us is



wait for a better tomorrow



But it gets no better it's only getting worse



Word up