Verse 1)
Yo, grew up in the hood, where the streets ain't kind,
Concrete jungle, where you gotta grind.
Every day's a hustle, just to stay alive,
In the land of the struggle, where dreams don't thrive.

From the crack of dawn to the dead of night,
We fight to survive, it's our daily plight.
Cops on the corner, sirens in the air,
But in the ghetto, ain't nobody fair.

(Chorus)
Welcome to the ghetto, where the struggle's real,
Every day's a battle, just to cop a meal.
We rise, we fall, but we never break,
In the heart of the hood, we make our own fate.

(Verse 2)
Raised on the block, where the pain runs deep,
Broken homes and shattered dreams, that's our creed.
Got homies in the grave, others in the pen,
In the game of life, ain't no second chances, amen.

From the projects to the streets, we hold it down,
Survivors in a system that tries to keep us down.
But we keep pushing forward, with our heads held high,
In the face of adversity, we never say die.

(Chorus)
Welcome to the ghetto, where the struggle's real,
Every day's a battle, just to cop a meal.
We rise, we fall, but we never break,
In the heart of the hood, we make our own fate.