Crazy

I know its crazy,
I know its crazy
But you cant quite turn away
I know its crazy,
I know its crazy
But you cant quite turn away
Its foul in the street, criminal in the street
Little child running wild, struck down in the street
Im strapped for the brawl, story of the hood
It was written, you can read it in the graph on the walls
Long as cash is involved, they blast for the cause
And you better break bread or you asking for war
Trying to come out the hood, pray for him
Cuz he would put the gun down if he somehow could
Baby being born, teenage mother
Fly baby boy found laying in the dumpster?
She couldnt bare the load, she begged for forgiveness
Because its just tears of soul
And the world so cold, world so bold
Gotta make it so my boy and baby girl, grow old
Hold my head cuz
I could be the ***** in the news
Stressed cuz
I need these figures for this food
I know its crazy,
I know its crazy
But you cant quite turn away
I know its crazy,
I know its crazy
But you cant quite turn away
I want a better life for my children,
Im building
Im voting for
Barack, I just hope they dont kill him
Im bugging off the government, they bugging off the fact
That the next
Pres. gonna be a woman or a black
Im sure whats in store, aint cater to the poor
And I bet many more wont make it through the storm
But I take it will be strong, we face harder hard ships
Labeled me, low class, treat it like
Im garbage
Still I stand tall, rising like a phoenix from the ash
My life tryin ta see it if
I canCuz to me its all
I have, no,
I wouldnt trade it
I just meet you on the other side, homey, if
I make itThats why
Im bigger on the grind
Im so close to the edge, cuz
I live on the line
And mankinds heading for the worse
We gonna end the world if
God dont get to us first
I know its crazy,
I know its crazy
But you cant quite turn away
I know its crazy,
I know its crazy
But you cant quite turn away
My man just lost his job
And he was down three, so, now he forced to rob
He was good till he caught the charge
Trying to live that
American dream, a three car garage
Man, its hard and its ways to go
You cant run from it, cuz theres no place to go
And theres no face you know
And theres no cake to blow
And theres no space to grow
I know its crazy,
I know its crazy
But you cant quite turn away
I know its crazy,
I know its crazy
But you cant quite turn away