Ooh Child - Brand Nubian, Aisha Mike

Ooh child, things are gonna get easier

Ooh child, thing’s get brighter

Yeah, now why they so worried about going to Mars

When there’s a million black seeds in Africa who starve?

Mad people over here keep losing they jobs

Half the hood in the ground, and the rest behind bars

We want the money, the ice, the crib and the cars

Yo, the sky’s the limit, so reach for the stars

But be careful of the choices you make, watch the snakes

Know who keep it real and who keep it real fake

And if you ever fall, you find out who’s your friend

You got to brush the dirt off then you get back up again

Uh, and then you get back up

And when you back up on your game, watch them pop back up

Now with friends like that, nigga, who needs enemies?

Me grab the mic and spit bullshit?

Nigga, please

I ain’t trying to shovel bullshit through your system

I’m only trying to drop some jewels, I hope you listen, so

Ooh child, things are gonna get easier

(When you caught up in the struggle and you just trying to get it right)

Ooh child, thing’s get brighter

(Bust ya ass everyday cuz you wanna live a better life)

Ooh child, things are gonna get easier

(If you focused)

Ooh child, thing’s get brighter

(Stay on your grind, it’s not hopeless)

Aiyo, why you looking so sad, it’s not that bad

Things could be worse, you could have a toe-tag

So wipe away your tears, and just be glad you’re here

You had worse things in life that you had to bare

A soft spot in my heart, so I had to care

I couldn’t stand by, watch a grown man cry

So I offer my condolence, and told him

To stand on his feet and walk to his destiny

I’m never gonna let these muthafuckas get the best of me

Addressing me, put up a fight or, put up your life

Put up or shut up, when you put up a price

I’m not a gambling man, so I put up the dice

I like control in the odds and, holding the cards

They brought drugs to the hood and they got sold to the Gods

But still through it all, we refuse to submit

And that’s why we choose to spit real shit, like

Time stand still on a day that’s slow

Bills piled up on the living room floor

Hard to work it out when it’s only just me

Even with the glasses, feel like I can’t see

Some days on my budget, I can’t even cop trees

They trying to break the God, and bring you down to my knees

Combined with these is the fact that my daughter’s far away

That’s why I speak to her daily so I know that she’s ok

But don’t pity on your boy, cuz I be aight

But everything come to light, and everyday’ll be bright

And ya mind and your body is solved

And the problems won’t seem to harm in your mental

And A.S.P.'s in your residential, that’s the cause

Of celebrating, where the babies could grow

And you ain’t gotta lock your doors, told to

Elimination of wars, where the diseases of the world is just a bygone

Some day, we’ll put it together and we’ll get it all done

Some day, your head is much wider

Some day, we’ll walk in the wings of a beautiful sun

Some day, then the rays is much brighter