Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto,
[Chorus: Songz 2X] I'm from the slums where the cops don't come Turn the lights on and the don't run You shit without no gun In the (ghetto) (ghetto)
[1st I'm where diapers full of feces We's endangered lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be You ain't seen nothing this obscene no TV You have to be me to feel what Obie's speaking Bodies leak like pipes, it's real creepy Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Vorhee's You're boring me your story, I'm a Detroitee Craft my mind so the craft exploits me
[2nd I got no pot to in, en route to prison You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped nitroglicerin Our ambitions is some riders, off poor decisions A nigga still living, still pimping, still visions of Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping up cola a lick To my tongue, numb from the My nuts since I was a young one And that's just the fuck of it I'm pumped gone but, gun in my palm My momma save me her gender is wrong On my own in this jungle that niggaz home What? His died from a lump in her D cup Police freeze 'em up for these glucks It's like a habitual situation, we The ritual is for niggaz to grab they And soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from?
[3rd I'm real bridge cause, for niggaz living hard Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy them Pimping the government government pimping us see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up Cause you ain't heard? Bird got But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz felt he deserve What he was worth, he a real nigga from the turf He was birth with money, that's why they him bloody I'm from the streets where these niggaz nutty I adapt to em, I'm exactly in with 'em Strapped with the Mac that flesh from humans Home sweet home, known as The Ruins
Whoaa!