作词 : Terry Ngala 作曲 : Terry Ngala Not every man was born the same I was born in the game You wasn’t forced to the pain, so What you trying to gain Is it love (Is it love) Is it respect (Is it respect) Is it street cred from a set (All for that streets) Recognition from the vets Listen dawg you took the wrong steps (They don’t love you now) I don’t know what you had to struggle for What you keep fronting for All the shit I had to hustle for Shit you keep stunting for But you don’t really, really know, my nigga You don’t really, really know, my nigga You will never know, my nigga But keep going, my nigga I was born uptown with the hoodrats Moved to DG where you walk and look back Other niggas had to grow up where they cook crack But you think you down when you bumpin’ DMX singing Where the mother****in’ hood at You oblivious to the sounds of a wood crack ‘ Cause you got marble floors, take a look Jack Niggas died over the Jays that you took back All the shit you know you only seen in clips Put on a blue collar if you trying to move a brick I know niggas who couldn’t write a script The only type of movie that they shot was a clip Look, niggas trying to get rich You only ask pops for a whip, he got six Look, I lost my job over this Real recognize real, so I’m blind to your shit Nigga Not every man was born the same I was born in the game You wasn’t forced to the pain, so What you trying to gain Is it love (Is it love) Is it respect (Is it respect) Is it street cred from a set (All for that streets) Recognition from the vets Listen dawg you took the wrong steps (They don’t love you now) I don’t know what you had to struggle for What you keep fronting for All the shit I had to hustle for Shit you keep stunting for But you don’t really, really know, my nigga You don’t really, really know, my nigga You will never know, my nigga But keep going, my nigga I keep my distances from having interventions With these ****in’ homo sapiens not trying to see us make it ‘ Cause then we makin’ it Middle finger to the haters that don’t wanna see us fly like Arabians And middle finger to the hoes that be faking it Trying to get away with it Just a matter of time before I put my city on the waiting list Those who didn’t help create the bridge Gotta pay to cross, now Those who real with me, deal with me, steal with me A be the ones on round tables that’ll eat with me Those who take from me, show me that they ain’t hungry A be the ones I feed ‘em bones, tell them eat pussy Those who real with me, deal with me, steal with me A be the ones on round tables that’ll eat with me Those who take from me, show me that they ain’t hungry A be the ones I feed ‘em bones, tell them eat pussy Nigga Not every man was born the same I was born in the game You wasn’t forced to the pain, so What you trying to gain Is it love (Is it love) Is it respect (Is it respect) Is it street cred from a set (All for that streets) Recognition from the vets Listen dawg you took the wrong steps (They don’t love you now) I don’t know what you had to struggle for What you keep fronting for All the shit I had to hustle for Shit you keep stunting for But you don’t really, really know, my nigga You don’t really, really know, my nigga You will never know, my nigga But keep going, my nigga