Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Child

It's out here
Yo mama, I'm tryin to my head strong
What's up

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

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

I feel like a bird nigga no wings
I'm in this ghetto trying to have a little change
My homies killing up each 'cause we gotta eat
And I ain't tripping 'cause I'm running from the

I seen little kids in the projects starving
I done seen more hoes messing Marvin
See in the ghetto the sun it barely
But so many niggas in jail and the welfare

And all my life I thought Bill ran the country
I found out Bill Gates had all the money
And the media starting east and coast wars
I'm from the south, 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 halves and interest student loans
Four dollar minimum and section eight, we call it home

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 child trying to make it

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

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

How many niggas in the
How many niggas in the cemetery know why?
How many strikes y'all need?
How many innocent children in the ghetto got to lose their

Why, why you gotta make your momma
Huh, she take you out of the
'cause that's where you die
But you won't listen cause mind is one track

And your is hard
And your getting flipped, and talking 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 niggas ducking bullets like dodge
Niggas got me scared to plant my seeds, fear of high's grow
Living in a messed up time, a messed up

I'm telling ya, you can't do shit no
It's bigger us, it's out of our hands
why I'm praying to God
Oh heavenly Father, my head above the water

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

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 trying to make it

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 child trying to it

mama, pray for your son
Hoping I can it through this game
I can change, I've been through so much
Seen so things, couldn't find the words to explain

The way to avoid stress 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 that far
I die I'm trying to make the whole world feel
Like our people to stand there

The way we express ourself, think that we all some killers
But look into the of a ghetto child influenced by the street
Go to sleep to gunshots, wake up from the sirens of the
See now my ain't been the same nigga, life as a thug

If I had to draw a of my life
I have to my picture in blood
Closest homie died, before he die little cousin told me
Get you something cemeteries
Packed of niggas who had dreams to be rich

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

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

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

ghetto 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

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