A Child Is Born (Original Version)-Brand Nubian

A Child Is Born (Original Version) - Brand Nubian 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 a** 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 a** 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 D**e 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