Intro/Chorus:



A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling on you and He's frowning too

Because only God knows what you'll go through, uhh

A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling but He's frowning too



Verse 1:



He grew up in an instant, the fourth of seven children

The oldest male on the block was half and half

brown, stones to neck bones, crack joints to tones

Where young girls spread out and drop seeds like they're farmers

They're old as their momma's, the same age as their aunt

and the neighbourhood drunk men and that lady with the dreaded disease

is like hard to please

And the house of ill fate with the metal gate

kepp the thin people cracked out like *?puncheon?* monks

The ole man with the fruit stand is on his man

His hand, his ole heart just can't stand

the CPR as they load him in the back of a car

I'm on a world tour to help free the poor

From the local drug cats to kids in front of the store

Number runners, gangbangers and the big money spenders

Reality check rings as we descend from the king



Chorus:



Now a child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling on you and He's frowning too

Because only God knows what you'll go through

A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling but He's frowning too

Because only God knows....



Verse 2:



The home's filled with horror in my horoscope

Tomorrow I could be broke, this ain't a joke

I'm twenty dollars from bein dead ass

I'm bout to spend half on a bag to get my head blast

Last week I lost to justice cycle, born

and spawned a riff with my wiz

now she dead with my kids

I live by the subway, niggas push drugs in my hallway

All day everyday tryin to get the pay

And I be tryin ta find a better way

You see, when you're poor then you're forced to adore to raw play

Survival be a forte, lookin forward to robble up your food stamps

Projects' like boot camps

wit generals cookin chemical warfare

Ki's to a mayor, I ain't seen ya ass in four years

The law bears down on anybody that's brown

My complexion puts me in the direction of the section 8

Rejection seems to be my fate

As a kid, don't wanna ship my momma, always said I had to wait

And it's been drama up to date

Enough to traumatise people's lives and the eyes they try to fixtate



Chorus:



A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling on you but He's frowning too

Because only God knows what you'll go through

A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling but He's frowning too

Because...



Verse 3:



Born into existance with some resistance

A struggle comin out my ol' earth's womb

It was little past noon, three months before June

I had a feelin I was headed toward the land of doom

I came out and the doctor got ready to smack

I grabbed the 'bilical cord and tried to pull myself back

but it was too late for that cos in fact

I'll slit the sack so I gotta maintain where I'm at

Now I'm here breathin this diff'rent kind of air

Poverty bound, headed for the welfare

Drug-infested, rat-infested, people drownin in sorrow at neighbourhood bars

Roaches bigger than my hot wheel cars

Dope fiends with swollen arms lookin like rotten wood

turn to crack monsters up and down the neighbourhood

Lit the store, business soar as the crowd pour

all thru the corridors, echo-in off the project walls

That's why the God say



Chorus:







A child is born with no state of mind

Blind to the ways of mankind

God is smiling on you but He's frowning too

Because only God knows what you'll go through

*repeat