We grew up believing nothing good in this life's free All I saw was money when I turned on the TV Mama always asked me to go outside and play with friends But they'd be watching re-runs of Puff Daddy in his Benz Money and fame Our ball and chain Stuck inside this prison Just for watching MTV We grew up believing that it's good looks gets you seen All I saw was beauty when I read my magazines Mama always walked around with a smile in her eyes But she would never buy herself the clothes that were in style Beauty and fame Now they're our ball and chain And we're stuck inside this Prison reading People Magazine We grew up believing that no anger makes you weak All I saw was violence when I looked at the big screen Papa always asked me,