The Neighborhood

[Verse 1: Chiddy] Come take a look in my neighborhood, another day up in the ghetto And grandma cookin' got the breakfast in the kettle Was nothin' like you were picturin', ever before Revenge is probably probable, they settle the score Shit, we don't settle for less, we settle for more We never was ballin' and still without the credit we score It's Bob Marley, we just lookin' for redemption And we find ways to claim the kids to get exemptions Uh, then I used to play the cookout And then I went the book route, now all you rappers look out Just a Kid in the Hall, Arsenio She could give me knowledge, high definition, Vimeo I won't give a penny though, and still the boys all fuego And what I spit is magic, like it's Vegas at the trade show So rollin' late is good, my homies made it good And this is just another day up in my neighborhood [Chorus: Chiddy] The neighborhood ain't the same no more Used to ride the bus, now we ride on tour Used to dress plain, now we on the plane Used to play games, now we live the game The neighborhood is just what you find Used to open up and now we headline And even though it's crazy, I'll be just fine And I promise you that I'll be comin' back sometime [Verse 2: Killer Mike] Come take a look at my neighborhood, see a little girl with the glow Timidly tellin' momma what momma already know See momma faced the same situation years ago Sixteen to seventeen odd years or so Momma was a pregnant sophomore in ninety-fo' She worked hard went to school and made it out the ghetto Now momma sittin' in the living room, trippin' fool Wonder how her baby done got pregnant skippin' school Momma just cried, just cursed Momma lookin' at the sky askin' Lord am I cursed? Am I cursed, Lord not my baby There ain't no charms in the world this crazy The girl's ain't smart and the boy's just lazy And unlike us, they'll never make it So momma makes the heavy-hearted decision To take her daughter to clinic even though she is a Christian [Chorus: Chiddy] The neighborhood ain't the same no more Used to ride the bus, now we ride on tour Used to dress plain, now we on the plane Used to play games, now we live the game The neighborhood is just what you find Used to open up and now we headline And even though it's crazy, I'll be just fine And I promise you that I'll be comin' back sometime [Verse 3: Chiddy] Come take a look at my neighborhood, Nigerian queen named Geraldine Made it to the US, she was only eighteen We ain't have a great scheme, no MBA And when she came she stayed at the YMCA Go figure, magna cum laude they should honor us Had an only daughter with a man named Donatus And you better swell, had a second child Moved to New Jersey, we could turn the sorrow to a smile Nobody would bet me up, such a juvenile They say the middle child's always a little wild But I'm only guilty of my innocence Relate to Wyclef, Memoir Of An Immigrant From a place where they tell you poverty's imminent Momma's stressed out at work, now that's legitimate And they could hate the hood, my family made it good And this is just another day up in my neighborhood [Chorus: Chiddy] The neighborhood ain't the same no more Used to ride the bus, now we ride on tour Used to dress plain, now we on the plane Used to play games, now we live the game The neighborhood is just what you find Used to open up and now we headline And even though it's crazy, I'll be just fine And I promise you that I'll be comin' back sometime