Lyrics Hunger Pains - Malek

If the world is a ghetto, he grew up in different sections
Survived the wild, the streets lack affection
Made it through his pre-teens - now a juvenile
And what it feels like to be racially profiled
Visually pressed, cause how he's dressed
Complexion of his skin and his nasal brim
Time still rough and there's really not enough
Cards he's been dealt learned early how to bluff
So now his pockets got lint
Looking to feed his hunger trying to make sense
Of a bad situation can't miss graduation
Fell in love with Lauryn (Hill) for her mis-education
All he ever wanted was a pair of air maxs
Conditioned to sleeping on top of the air mattress
With no food up in the kitchen
Now he's at the corner store taking what's not given
Trying to stop the hunger you can hear his aching
This is for ghetto children, tell em' keep on praying
And remember that you can make it
Don't give up on tomorrow just practice a little patience

Grew up in world where money controls all
If we got caught we left in patrol cars
God bless the child who hustle is persistent
Survived the wild with faith and commitment

Grew up in world where money controls all
If we got caught we left in patrol cars
God bless the child who hustle is persistent
Survived the wild with faith and commitment

Never have enough when your living off assistance
God bless the child who's hustle is persistent
Survived the rough and intolerable conditions
Faced with decisions, placed in positions
All he ever wanted was a childhood's dream
Prom with limousine wasn't too extreme
At least we had the O.G.'s teaching on the younger
Now the stomach is aching you can hear his hunger
Money Over Broads was a common theme
Then he found God all his sins redeemed
Devil stays working against those searching
For a better way of living, tell em' he's forgiven

Grew up in world where money controls all
If we got caught we left in patrol cars
God bless the child who hustle is persistent
Survived the wild with faith and commitment

Grew up in world where money controls all
If we got caught we left in patrol cars
God bless the child who hustle is persistent
Survived the wild with faith and commitment