Inspectah Deck - Crazy lyrics

I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away It's foul in the street, criminal in the street Little child running wild, struck down in the street I'm strapped for the brawl, story of the hood It was written, you can read it in the graph on the walls Long as cash is involved, they blast for the cause And you better break bread or you asking for war Trying to come out the hood, pray for him 'Cuz he would put the gun down if he somehow could Baby being born, teenage mother Fly baby boy found laying in the dumpster? She couldn't bare the load, she begged for forgiveness Because it's just tears of soul And the world so cold, world so bold Gotta make it so my boy and baby girl, grow old Hold my head 'cuz I could be the n***a in the news Stressed 'cuz I need these figures for this food I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away I want a better life for my children, I'm building I'm voting for Barack, I just hope they don't k** him I'm bugging off the government, they bugging off the fact That the next Pres. gonna be a woman or a black I'm sure what's in store, ain't cater to the poor And I bet many more won't make it through the storm But I take it will be strong, we face harder hard ships Labeled me, low cla**, treat it like I'm garbage Still I stand tall, rising like a phoenix from the ash My life tryin' ta see it if I can 'Cuz to me it's all I have, no, I wouldn't trade it I just meet you on the other side, homey, if I make it That's why I'm bigger on the grind I'm so close to the edge, 'cuz I live on the line And mankind's heading for the worse We gonna end the world if God don't get to us first I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away My man just lost his job And he was down three, so, now he forced to rob He was good till he caught the charge Trying to live that American dream, a three car garage Man, it's hard and it's ways to go You can't run from it, 'cuz there's no place to go And there's no face you know And there's no cake to blow And there's no space to grow I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away I know it's crazy, I know it's crazy But you can't quite turn away