It's out here Yo mama, I'm tryin to keep my head up Mystikal?
I'm just a ghetto child trying to it I'm just a ghetto child trying to it
This got me crazy Mama, won't you for your baby? I'm just a ghetto child trying to it Mama, I'm just a ghetto child to make it
I like a bird nigga with no wings I'm stuck in this ghetto trying to have a change My killing up each other 'cause we gotta eat And I ain't tripping 'cause I'm running the police
I done little kids in the projects starving I done seen more hoes then Marvin See in the ghetto the sun it shines But so many niggas in and the welfare lines
And all my life I Bill Clinton ran the country Until I found out Bill had all the money And the media starting east and west wars I'm from the south, where prejudice on us all
Come out of the powdered milk and eggs fill us up But why the government sold us drugs and charges to us up us three halves and high interest student loans Four dollar minimum wage and eight, we call it home
ghetto got me crazy Mama, won't you for your baby? I'm just a ghetto child trying to it Mama, I'm just a ghetto child trying to it
This ghetto got me Mama, won't you pray for baby? I'm just a ghetto child to make it Mama, I'm a ghetto child trying to make it
It's real you can do whatever you want to do When you to do it Ain't to many niggas out living like that That's why the rest of you ain't never gone through it
How many niggas in the How many niggas in the cemetery don't why? How many strikes y'all need? How many innocent children in the got to lose their lives?
Why, why you gotta make your cry? Huh, she take you out of the that's where you gonna die But you won't listen cause your mind is one
And your is hard And your getting flipped, and your back your ashy act, ass straight up off the wall Lemme to y'all, don't think it's too hard to fall But far and all
And and all, it's cool when it started off Now ducking bullets like dodge balls got me scared to plant my seeds, fear of high's gonna grow Living in a messed up time, a messed up
I'm ya, you can't do shit no more It's bigger than us, it's out of our That's why I'm to God Oh heavenly Father, my head above the water
'Cause it's Your and we your children Your sons and daughters We struggling, trying to get out of the Trying to it to mars!!!
ghetto got me crazy Mama, won't you for your baby? I'm just a ghetto child to make it Mama, I'm just a ghetto child to make it
This got me crazy Mama, won't you pray for your I'm just a ghetto trying to make it Mama, I'm just a ghetto child to make it
mama, pray for your son Hoping I can it through this game Wishing I can change, I've been so much Seen so things, couldn't find the words to explain
The only way to stress is to get high By drinking but I but I can't get too high Cause I gotta keep my eyes on my I've seen harder times, but there be some harder days
Penitentiary close, but you know Cemetery's that far away Before I die I'm trying to make the whole world our people scared to stand there
The way we ourself, they think that we all some killers But into the eyes of a ghetto child influenced by the street Go to sleep to gunshots, up from the sirens of the police See now my life been the same nigga, life as a thug
If I had to draw a of my life I have to paint my picture in Closest homie died, before he die little told me this Get you something 'cause full of niggas who had dreams to be rich
So keep your head up, to all my children it was hard To tell my family one day I was gonna grow up to make When I told them, they seemed to laugh at my so called I like to scream when I came from jail
When I was told best turned into a fiend I ain't gonna lie, my conscience ain't clear, I close my eyes Of course you gotta realize, God forgive me, I'm just trying to
They cut welfare and health care, that shit gotta I got a note, my auntie having a baby Congratulations, she on
ghetto got me crazy Mama, won't you pray for baby? I'm just a ghetto trying to make it Mama, I'm just a ghetto trying to make it
This got me crazy Mama, won't you for your baby? I'm just a ghetto child to make it Mama, I'm just a ghetto child to make it