[Bridge]

Nobody, nobody

Me against the world, trust it's no party

'Cause all that glitters ain't gold

So I've been told

Been down them lonely roads where the nights get cold

As a kid we used to say

"Oh the places we'll go

Oh the places we'll go

We'll go so many places"



[Hook: Sample of Hope's "The Rain Don't Last" ( Reks)]

Could it be the world's grown colder? (So cold)

Maybe I'm a losing soul (Well maybe I can't win)

The more I try, it just gets harder (So hard)

And my pain is getting old

Somebody said that nothing lasts forever

Just the storm so I've been told

But it seems that when it rains, it pours

And you know (I try)



[Verse 1]

What becomes of a born loser?

I used to believe I was conceived to be king

Mommy was a drug user

Daddy died young, as a son I have seen

Many nights where he abused her

He was just a teen, and she was just a teen

When I was brought into their life hula

Hoop of deceit and lies

My poor bleeding eyes

Used to watch Nikki on the scooter

A daughter with no father may never realize

A man's touch, a man's trust, scrutinized

You either treat her like your queen or your bitch,

right?

I had a lite-brite

It used to light up my life until the bills weren't

paid, and day became night

'Zay became like my big brother

He would hand me down 'nough hand-me-downs, get me

through a few summers



[Hook]



[Verse 2]

Daddy didn't preach good loving

Just about the time Momma had me in the oven

I was something in the making

Praising Momma raised a boy through the dramas of a

Papa's leaving

I'm a believer in Karma

So when Daddy died of AIDS, complicated days of a

youngin'

Coming of age, I'm in a daze

Let me cut straight through the chase

I lived it, no twistin' it

Christmas was gifts from the gov'ment

Watching my Momma plummet

Baby boo in her stomach, womb

By the stove in the winters

Heart cold in the summers, summers

Couldn't fight the belly rumbles

Humble beginnings were mine

Family lying, uncle dying

Time and time again head to that Welfare line

A ladder to climb through hard times



[Hook]



[Verse 3]

Momma got the lupus in her bones

Roof is caving in like the upper support's gone

Move to the South, still Massachusetts home

So through the sunshine, the heart is a cold zone

Harder to pen storms through wind storms

When Com. Sense said Borrow a Dollar, economy was

strong

Now we try to borrow tomorrow to get from

Yesterday's somber with limited income

Outcome: We out of luck and some

Hence I'm living from buck-to-buck

Fuck what Clinton, Bush, and Obama do

Politicians got us in the hole I just can't fit my

Momma through

It's possible to do impossible, but by pursuit of

proper route

Obstacles, keep writing and cock and shoot

Screaming "who got the loot" like Notorious B.I.,

Chose another brother now I'm victorious, see why?



[Hook]



[Bridge]