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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*

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