Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Child

It's crazy out
Yo mama, I'm tryin to keep my strong
What's up

I'm a ghetto child trying to make it
I'm just a ghetto child trying to it

This ghetto got me
Mama, won't you for your baby?
I'm a ghetto child trying to make it
Mama, I'm a ghetto child trying to make it

I feel a bird nigga with no wings
I'm stuck in this ghetto trying to have a little
My homies killing up each other we gotta eat
And I tripping 'cause I'm running from the police

I done seen kids in the projects starving
I done seen more messing then Marvin
See in the ghetto the sun it shines
But so many niggas in jail and the lines

And all my I thought Bill Clinton ran the country
Until I found out Bill had all the money
And the media east and west coast wars
I'm the south, where they prejudice on us all

Come out of the powdered milk and eggs don't us up
But why the sold us drugs and charges to clean us up
Gave us three and high interest student loans
Four dollar minimum and section eight, we call it home

This ghetto got me
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

ghetto got me crazy
Mama, won't you pray for your
I'm just a ghetto child to make it
Mama, I'm just a child trying to make it

real when you can do whatever you want to do
When you to do it
Ain't to niggas out there living like that
That's why the rest of you niggas ain't never through it

How many in the pen?
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 mind is one track

And head is hard
And your getting flipped, and talking back
your ashy act, ass straight up off the wall
Lemme talk to y'all, don't it's too hard to fall
But far and all

And sore and all, it's when it started off
Now niggas bullets like dodge balls
Niggas got me scared to my seeds, fear of high's gonna grow
Living in a up time, a messed up court

I'm ya, you can't do shit no more
It's bigger than us, out of our hands
That's why I'm to God
Oh heavenly Father, keep my head above the

it's Your world and we your children
Your sons and daughters
We struggling, trying to get out of the
Trying to it to mars!!!

This ghetto got me
Mama, won't you pray for your
I'm a ghetto child trying to make it
Mama, I'm a ghetto child trying to make it

This got me crazy
Mama, you pray for your baby?
I'm just a child trying to make it
Mama, I'm just a child trying to make it

Dear mama, for your son
I can make it through this game
Wishing I can change, I've been through so
Seen so many things, couldn't the words to explain

The only way to avoid is to get high
By drinking but I but I can't get too high
I gotta keep my eyes on my enemies
I've seen harder times, but there gonna be harder days

Penitentiary close, but you know
Cemetery's ain't 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 look into the eyes of a ghetto child by the street
Go to sleep to gunshots, wake up from the of the police
See now my ain't been the same nigga, life as a thug

If I had to draw a picture of my
I to paint my picture in blood
Closest died, before he die little cousin told me this
Get you something 'cause
Packed full of niggas who had dreams to be

So keep your up, to all my ghetto children it was hard
To tell my family one day I was grow up to make millions
When I told them, they seemed to laugh at my so called
I like to scream when I came home jail

When I was best friend turned into a fiend
I ain't gonna lie, my conscience ain't clear, when I close my
Of course you gotta realize, God forgive me, I'm trying to survive

They cut welfare and health care, that gotta stop
I got a positive note, my auntie having a
Congratulations, she on

ghetto got me crazy
Mama, won't you for your baby?
I'm just a child trying to make it
Mama, I'm just a ghetto child trying to it

This ghetto got me
Mama, won't you pray for your
I'm just a ghetto child to make it
Mama, I'm just a ghetto child to make it