nurse johnson is the mother still in the recovery room yes dr blair okay i ll go to the waiting room and inform the father it s a boy i m afraid there is no father sir another ghetto bastard huh i m afraid so well put him with the rest of the born losers alright doctor a shame isn t it not a shame a problem smooth it out this is a story about the drifter who waited for the worst cause the best lived cross town who never planned on having so didn t why me huh everything s gonna be alright everything s gonna be alright everything s gonna be alright now everything s gonna be alright some get a little and some get none some catch a bad one and some leave the job half done i was one who never had and always mad never knew my dad motherfuck the fag well anyway i did pickups lift and click ups seen many stick ups cause niggas had the trigger hiccups i couldn t get a job nappy hair was not allowed my mother couldn t afford us all she had to throw me out i walked the strip with just a clip who want a hit they got em quick i had to eat this money s good as spent i threw in braids i wasn t paid enough i kept em long cause i couldn t afford a haircut i got laughed at i got jumped i got dissed i got upset i got a tec and a banana clip was down to throw the lead to any telling tackhead i still d been broke so a lot of good it woulda did or done if not for bad luck i would have none why did i have to live the life of such a bad one why when i was a kid and played i was a sad one and always wanted to live like this or that one  everything s gonna be alright everything s gonna be alright everything s gonna be alright now everything s gonna be alright a ghetto bastard born next to the projects living in the slums with bums i said now why treach do i have to be like this mama said i m priceless so why am i worthless starving is just what being nice get sometimes i wish i could afford a pistol then though to stop the hell i would ve ended things a while ago i ain t have jack but a black hat and knapsack war scars stolen cars and a blackjack drop that and now you want me to rap and give say something positive well positive ain t where i live i live right around the corner from west hell two blocks from south shit and once in a jail cell the sun never shone on my side of the street see and only once or twice a week i would speak i walked alone my state of mind was home sweet home i couldn t keep a girl they wanted kids with cars of chrome some life if you ain t wear gold your style was old and you got more juice than dough for every bottle sold hell no i say there s gotta be a better way but hey never gamble in a game that you can t play i m slowin and flowin and goin knowin no one and not now how will i do it how will i make it i won t that s how why me huh everything s gonna be alright everything s gonna be alright everything s gonna be alright now everything s gonna be alright my third year into adulthood and still a knucklehead i m better off dead huh that s what my neighbor said i don t do jack but fightin lightin up the street at night playing hide and seek with a machete sexing freddy s wife some say i m rolling on nothing but a dog now i answer that with a fuck you and a bow wow cause i done been through more shit within the last week than a fly flowing in doo doo on the concrete i been a deadbeat dead to the world and dead wrong since i was born that s my life oh you don t know this song so don t say jack and please don t say you understand all that man to man talk can walk damn if you ain t live it you couldn t feel it so kill it skillet and all that talk about it won t help it out now will it in illtown pure luck got stuck up props got shot don t worry got hit by a flurry and his punk ass dropped but i m the one who has been labeled as an outcast they teach in schools i m the misfit y all will outlast but that s cool with the fool smack em backwards that s what you get for fuckin with a ghetto bastard if you ain t ever been to the ghetto don t ever come to the ghetto cause you wouldn t understand the ghetto and stay the fuck out of the ghetto why me why me 4