You see...., People mistake his passion for aggression, And when he talks with feeling, They assume hes stressing, Scars on cheekbones, Where life dealt its blows, These streets dont care for a weak nose, Oh no they dont, Hes got dreams and ambitions, Hopefull visions, That dont involve prison, Hes a trouble man, Good heart, wrong place and time, Born into a life on the grind, Hobsons choice, Lurking in each attack from behind, Sink or swim, Frown or grin, The courage to emerge from every battle hes in, He came up hard, He had to win, And when struggle beat him down, He had to do it again, He came up hard, But thats ok...cos, Trouble man dont get in his way......