BMW (French The Kid, MIST, Bugzy Malone Remix) - Bad Boy Chiller Crew

And I say welcome to the hood, welcome to the hood Welcome to the place where nothing ever ends up good And they say that you're a disgrace if you can't find yourself a job Around here there's either been a drought or then there's been a flood No one ever built an ark for anybody from the block Man are tryna ring the heavens but God never gets in touch For certain people it's a must to come across as tough 'Cause you don't wanna be a victim when Berettas start to bust And I say welcome to the hood, welcome to the hood Where no one teaches you to love because we're all products of lust We learn to tell a lie before we even learn to trust And then we see our people die as if the sorrow ain't enough So-and-so killed so-and-so, I struggle to keep up A victim of knife crime, they hit him in the lung The press are making articles, expressing their disgust But where there's no opportunities, survival is a must And I say welcome to the hood, welcome to the hood Where boredom leads to depression, depression leads to drugs And drugs numb the pain of all the fucked up stuff That you have to see when you're forced into growing up Nobody's responsible, everybody's corrupt School's a waste of time cah we're learning out of books And when you're academic you get taken for a mug 'Cause mathematics won't help when you're in a puddle of blood And I say welcome to the hood, welcome to the hood Feels like the only thing that ever settles is the dust We try and keep it clean but the stress builds up And it was all a dream until Biggie got shot Welcome to the place that I call home Be careful it don't turn your heart to stone Welcome to the war I'm battling You live or you die, you lose or you win And I say welcome to the hood, welcome to the hood The person they call mental health is the person that we call mum We either don't have a dad or we have more than one And we're told to fly the nest before we even learn to run You don't have to be a soldier here to hold a gun And watching other people suffer is what we consider fun 'Cause suffering is standard, you'll have to toughen up At least that's what your mother tells you when she's fully drunk People steal for a living and end up in the can It's miles easier in jail, but you wouldn't understand Being a criminal is not part of the plan But how are you supposed to work when nobody will take you on? So I say welcome to the hood, welcome to the hood Depression and anxiety get swept under the rug These gangsters in your family, welcome to the club Because there's plenty of gangsters in a city full of thugs Being born into the politics of poverty is rough You can look down your nose at us, but only God can judge Most of us are afraid to pray to the above 'Cause Pac said there ain't no heaven for a thug Welcome to the hood, welcome to the hood Welcome to the place where nothing ever ends up good And they say that you're a disgrace if you can't find yourself a job Around here there's either been a drought or then there's been a flood Welcome to the place that I call home Be careful it don't turn your heart to stone Welcome to the war I'm battling (this is my world) You live or you die, you lose or you win They say there ain't no heaven for a thug Seems like my good ain't ever good enough Feels like I'm running, running out of love You live or you die, you lose or you win They say there ain't no heaven for a thug Seems like my good ain't ever good enough Feels like I'm running, running out of love You live or you die, you lose or you win Welcome to the place that I call home Be careful it don't turn your heart to stone Welcome to the war I'm battling You live or you die, you lose or you win You lose or you win