[chorus]   To the kids in the p.j.'s   ghetto children i know it ain't easy   ya'll wanting millions   sunshine turns to rain   its ghetto pain   when a one time raise   sometimes the young is slain      To the kids in the p.j.'s black babies   brought up in this world where it's wild and crazy child of the Nile   future lifestyle looks hazey   dreams to drive a Mercedes   with a pile of ladies      [NAS]   Third grade singing star spangled banner   using proper manners   learnt to handle anger animal behavior   later on my block rocking with my jocks on   eating Bon Ton chesse popcorn   humming a KISS rock song   socks long to my knees   summer breeze running through the leaves playing freeze tag   can I stay out please dad   can I hang out with my little gang out   hearing shots rang out   heard my moms call my name out   come upstairs run up stairs   take a bath shit stained underwear   wipe yourself with paper bad   little ass in my bed at 8:30 wash my plate   ate dinner up late   gazing at the wall praying basketball   was my future for this young one   hooping in the sun   proud to be where I come from   later shooting guns fantasizing   fascinated by gold rope chains   looking back at my hood days   but things aint changed      [chorus]      [Millenium Thug]      In my hood niggaz smoke wood   nothing is good   look at my eys and see what I could   living my life and feel what I felt   the hand that I was dealt   drama that my uncle Shabazz had   I was a little lad   niggaz shooting through my Grams window shattering glass   had the chicken pox   on that toy horse that rocks   my moms grabbed me down to safety   everybody in the crib was going crazy   that was in the 80's   and now im 17   money cash dreams   niggaz be slave   I be brave spit like A.K.'s and S.K.'s   close range niggaz see brains   Millenium Thugs the name   but now it's slash cocaine   blast niggaz in vaine   satch yo' chain   cherrish the life   my niggaz got a fetish for ice   turn out the lights   I bust so I could spar up the night   uniting the pipes   Queensbridge niggaz is sheist   need no price body yall dudes on spite   who knew I would of spazzed out   little Nayshawn owner of the crack house   get my papes on   tired of 'friderators all the steaks gone      [Wiz]   Now picture this shit   with six Aunts five Uncles   thugging a double apartment out   kids, cousins, and brothers   there I go in the pamper by the radiator   cursing eatin first   little nigga with a appetite that got worst   firs day of school ten man cliq   all i'm learning is how to extort shit   'cuz class i forefit   graduated on another level   selling birds busting birds   fuck with the herbs   never we fuck up the herbs   make 'em pay like you   stick 'em up get down   since ten was taught to turn 'em around   rip they pockets out   bust two the way they run   I ain't give a fuck that's how I was   I was young      [chorus]      [Horse]   Horse was born as a brave child   big for my size   a bully to little guys   with chocolate miks and apple pies   the playground was mine   I stayed scarred up all the time   from shopping carts flipping   now we race to the finish line   hated playing cooties 'cuz that shit   wasn't fun all the honey's say i'm it   then they little ass run   I was sweared to put a hickey on the ones   that I caught   I was a nasty little nigga I learned to hump before I walk   kept a sling shot on my side to shoot   squirrles and cats   wanted to be Captain America with the   Shillinger hat I started getting older fell   more in love with the streets   infactuated by the ropes and the shiny   gold teeth I was to big to break dance   fuck spiining on my back   my role models now run numbers and sell   crack this project child blessed   chasing ghetto success   he needs a name for himself   to ge the same respect