Under

I've been on this earth for about a dime and a nickel.

And ever since my birth I've been too hard to handle

These city streets have turned his baby face

Into stone And now I just wanna get away

Oh, get away

And belong Don't let

Don't let the bullets hit me Don't let the bullets hit me

The dealers trick me Don't let the streets win me Don't let

the corners hold me don't let my mother mourn me don't let the hood take me don't let

This hood, take me under

I've seen a lot Except the face of my father

And now I need y'all to pray, pray for my mother.

I've got sisters and brothers That I probably walk by every day

I can't help it That's just the day

day in the life of where I'm from

Don't let the city get me Don't let the bullets hit me Don't let the dealers trick me Don't let the streets win me

Let the corners hold me Don't let my mother hold me

Take me under Anybody out there like me

Ooh, ooh.

Don't you just wanna feel free?

I hope it doesn't take me

Before I reach my

Don't let the city get me Don't let the police get me Don't let the dealers trick me Don't let the streets let me

The car is home, it don't relax My mother more, it don't relax

Don't let this hurt me enough

Oh, don't let them take me now

I'm begging you

Oh.