Lyrics:

I was the third brother of fiveDoing whatever I had to do to surviveI''m not saying what I did was all rightTrying to break out of the ghetto was a day-to-day fightBeen down so long, getting up didn''t cross my mindBut I knew there was a better way of life that I was just trying to findYou don''t know what you''ll do until you''re put under pressureAcross 110th Street is a hell of a testerAcross 110th StreetPimps trying to catch a woman that''s weakAcross 110th StreetPushers won''t let the junkie go freeAcross 110th StreetWoman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh, babyAcross 110th StreetYou can find it all in the streetI got one more thing I''d like to talk to y''all about right nowHey, brother, there''s a better way outSnorting that coke, shooting that dope, man, you''re copping outTake my advice, it''s either live or dieYou got to be strong if you want to surviveThe family on the upper side of townWould catch hell without a ghetto aroundIn every city you''ll find the same thing going downHarlem is the capital of every ghetto townHelp me sing itAcross 110th StreetPimps trying to catch a woman that''s weakAcross 110th StreetPushers won''t let the junkie go freeOh, across 110th StreetA woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh, babyAcross 110th StreetYou can find it allIn the streetYes, you canOh, look around you, look around youLook around you, look around youYeahYeah