No Way in, No Way Out

Homies are dying...
Ya know, as I look back over my life
There are so many things I could have changed
So many things

Looking back on once a ghetto springs
And how we used to be so violent free
Pictures painted of a star to be
And all was lost because of jealousy

9 months she carried to see once was a dream
Could have been a king
No way in, no way out this ghetto
Going up but coming down
I tried my best to keep my feet on solid ground
But there's no way in, no way out

Corners filled with someone you may know
Gotta get up out this ghetto
Must believe in what the future holds
Than thе mystry of poverty will unfold

9 months she carried to see oncе was a dream
Could have been a king
No way in, no way out this ghetto
Going up but coming down
I tried my best to keep my feet on solid ground
But there's no way in, no way out

Can you show me, show me the way out