(verse 1)
I grew up in the same place,
Where ?? got shot in the face,
I saw abrahams brains, split on the pave,
Jumped off the block,
Right where the kids played,
We used to sit everyday,
Chattin shit, we all strayed i guess
We didn't see the urban decay,
From my angle I can see the ghetto burnin away,
On the crowd, find my soul turnin away,
there's kids 16, burning the a,
Chris learnin the game,
i said a prayer for the pain,

(chorus)
As i stand here,
watching the world go round,
How it always keeps me down,
Is it supposed to be like this, like this?
As we rise,
To gain an edge in life,
Someone always seems to try,
To come in the way,
Is it supposed to be like this?

(verse 2)
I come from a place where,
You can't tell what's round the corner,
Goin to jail, for fel,
Getting fucked up,
Like them little black kids from bronts tale
Well
As long as we're living in hell in the streets,
Violence will always grow,
I can tell you a thousand tales,
Documented in detail,
And most niggas can relate, round the world,
My nigga Carat got found with bullet bounce from his chest up in the ATL,
Papers hate me well,
I'm trying to revoke the violence,
Not promote the violence,
This is my broken silence,
And you can hear my screams sounding at police sirens,
I'm trying to fight back,
Like my nigga little byron,
Just as long as i love and stay vibrant,
I shall prevail, I shall not betrayal,
I shall put my hands up, at the end and say I dun well,
Only time will tell
But still

(chorus)
As i stand here,
watching the world go round,
How it always keeps me down,
Is it supposed to be like this, like this?
As we rise,
To gain an edge in life,
Someone always seems to try,
To come in the way, (Last verse coming from the heart)
Is it supposed to be like this?


(verse 3)
I guess we need more stability,
Just like wen ure imprisoned in the ghetto,
And its gettin to me,
To the point where I'm feelin institutionalized,
Look in my eyes,
You see pain in it, but you can decide,
Whether i stay attractin', packed in,
Or fly from the restrainin the force packed in,
Inside my brain, but, i proclaim, that,
I will withstand, the rating,
What did you get out this game plus,
The media, the government,
Try to blow us,
But they can't out the flame,
Or doubt the name,
Shit, and ure revolutions bout to change,
Trust me, sitting round tables with their ties and shirts,
With the lust to discuss me,
You disgust me,
So i must be, as level headed as i can,
To never back pedal on the plan,
So we can all hold hands together,
Unite so we can live as one

(chorus x2)
As i stand here,
watching the world go round,
How it always keeps me down,
Is it supposed to be like this, like this?
As we rise,
To gain an edge in life,
Someone always seems to try,
To come in the way,
Is it supposed to be like this?

Writer : NEIL, PIERRE/NAQUI, SYED SAIF HAIDER/NAQUI, SHABI
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing