Lyrics:

[z-Ro]
king Of Da Ghetto, Whassup face, Big Homey

i Greet The Father On My Knees, With A Bowed Head And Humbled Heart
my Conversation Is Have Mercy On Me Please
i Just Wanna Be Happy Will It Come To Pass
fresh Out Of My Mind, Been 27 Years And Every Day Ive Seen Is Sad
even Though Ive Tried til Ive Cried I Cant Even Stand
feels Like Ive Died A Thousand Times But Just Cant Make It Man
aint Nuttin Different About Me Doin Dirt
except Ive Never Crept Up On A Come Up Maybe Thats Why The Hustlin Hurts
i Remember Just Like It Was Yesterday Im 16
cant Find No Love Cant Find No Peace I Wonder What It Means
could It Be Because I Didnt Choose The Devil All The Time
i Became An Outcast To The Hood, Restricted To My Rhyme
where I Could Not Just Live My Life Without My Talent Makin Danger
jealousy Is Now State Jail From Friends That Turned To Strangers
they Hate Me, I Dont Understand Why
i Swear I Never Seen A Man Cry, til It Was My Own Eye

[z-Ro]
im 21 And Think I Finally Got A Grip On Life
and How Bills Pay The Apartment, A Step-Son And A Step-Wife
but Without A Vehicle Its Kinda Hard To Get Around
if I Got Weed I Ride For Free If Not My Partners Let Me Down
so Now Im Livin To Be One Deep So Much Im Hatin People
lookin At Everybody, Even Babies Like They Satan People
nobody Understand Me, Everybodys Trippin With Me
wonder Why When I Gotta Ride When None Of My People Flippin With Me
too Many Haters Tryin To Take A Player Off His Game
not Tryin To Be Ballerific, Im Just Tryin To Have Some Thangs
theyre Just Like Crabs In A Bucket, These People Pull Me Down
if I Didnt Have So Many Obstacles Think Where I Could Be Now
on Mtv Or Bet Or In Some Magazine
instead Im Stressin, Hooked On Codeine, Headed To Tragedy
sometimes I Think Its Better Just To Die
because I Never Seen A Man Cry, til It Was My Own Eye

[z-Ro]
(Whats Happenin Now)
in The Year Two Thousand (Six) Aint Nothin Changed For Ro
12 Albums Strong, Lookin For Dough And Yet Im Still Po
now I Done Had And I Done Lost And I Done Had Again
on The Verge Of Suicide, I Deeply Wish I Had A Friend
but Even Still A Good Samaritan Is Z-Ros Way
and With That Christian Attitude I Caught A Homeboy Case
i Done Took Too Many Blows, A Punchin Bag Is How I Feel
the Deep Depression Starts To Set, Sanitys Outta Here
i Start My Mission Tryin To Find My Fate
cdc #4 In Name Im Feelin Oh-So-Helpless In This Place
i Want Revenge Its Heavy On My Mind But Aint Central
say Dont Fight Evil With Evil, Try To Relax And Do Yo Time
i Heard A Voice Say There Wasnt No Need In Actin Up
realized I Wasnt At Peace With God And Had To Patch It Up
hopin That Blessings Fall Out Of The Sky
z-Ro Aint Never Seen A Man Cry Until It Was His Own Eye