In The Ghetto (Drums And Rakim)

Planet Earth was my place of birth

Born to be the soul controller of the universe

Besides the part of the map I hit first

Any a rhyme that I can adapt when it gets worst

The rough gets going, the going gets rough

When I start flowing, the mic might bust

The next state, I shake from the power I generate

People in Cali used to think it was earthquakes

'Cause times was hard on the Boulevard

So I vote God and never get scarred and gauled

But it seems like I'm locked in hell

Looking over the edge but the are never fell

A trip to slip 'cause my Nikes got grip

Stand on my own two feet and come equip

Any stage I'm seen on, a mic I fiend on

I stand alone and need nothing to lean on

Going for self wit a long way to go

So much to say but I still flow slow

I come correct and I won't look back

'Cause it ain't where you're from, it's where you're at

Even the (ghetto)

I learn to relax in my room and escape from New York

And return through the womb of the world as a thought

Thinking how hard it was to be born

Me being queen wit no physical form

Millions have settled wit one destination

To reach the best part, it's life creation

9 months later, a job well done

Make way, 'cause here I come

Since I made it this far, I can't stop now

There's a will and a way and I got to know how

To be all I can be and more

And see all there is to see before

Called and go back to the essence

It's a lot to learn so I study my lessons

I thought the ghetto was the worst that could happen to me

I'm glad I listen when my father was rapping to me

'Cause back in the days, they lived in caves

Exile from the original man, a straight way

Now that's what I call hard times

I rather be here to exercise the mind

Then I take a thought around the world twice

From knowledge to born back to knowledge precise

Across the desert, that's how to store a radiant