Lyrics:

I was the third brother of five**lf**Doing whatever I had to do to survive**lf**I''m not saying what I did was all right**lf**Trying to break out of the ghetto was a day-to-day fight**lf****lf**Been down so long, getting up didn''t cross my mind**lf**But I knew there was a better way of life that I was just trying to find**lf**You don''t know what you''ll do until you''re put under pressure**lf**Across 110th Street is a hell of a tester**lf****lf**Across 110th Street**lf**Pimps trying to catch a woman that''s weak**lf**Across 110th Street**lf**Pushers won''t let the junkie go free**lf**Across 110th Street**lf**Woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh, baby**lf**Across 110th Street**lf**You can find it all in the street**lf****lf**I got one more thing I''d like to talk to y''all about right now**lf****lf**Hey, brother, there''s a better way out**lf**Snorting that coke, shooting that dope, man, you''re copping out**lf**Take my advice, it''s either live or die**lf**You got to be strong if you want to survive**lf****lf**The family on the upper side of town**lf**Would catch hell without a ghetto around**lf**In every city you''ll find the same thing going down**lf**Harlem is the capital of every ghetto town**lf**Help me sing it**lf****lf**Across 110th Street**lf**Pimps trying to catch a woman that''s weak**lf**Across 110th Street**lf**Pushers won''t let the junkie go free**lf**Oh, across 110th Street**lf**A woman trying to catch a trick on the street, ooh, baby**lf**Across 110th Street**lf**You can find it all**lf**In the street**lf**Yes, you can**lf****lf**Oh, look around you, look around you**lf**Look around you, look around you**lf**Yeah**lf**Yeah