Uh-huh Ben Hill been trill, Southwest Y'all niggas do somethin' with it? Y'all niggas wanna do with it?
Now from that Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, Got one in, one foot out Of the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, That's why I know the I know!
In the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, And some of my done died befo' In the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, That's why I seem to let go
How do you feel when you judge And you all up in my face and I ain't even Just like them that say they know me from my old days I know you wonderin' about my and my old ways! You hearin' me spittin' the of mind, got you froze in time Playin' with yourself I'm on level, and you can say I'm dead wrong Even if you home gotta fight because you livin' in a war zone Head Can't leave it 'lone till they get and gone So now I'm stylin', my 'bout to travelin' He be hangin' with them monsters and smilin And my coughin', thinkin' they have TB And they neva call him daily in that So what I find is to the problem Befo' they problems Befo' we have Cause you you had it sewed up Until green house grew all of a sudden nuff, it showed up Now you didn't he had it in him The It fits the and I'm gon (win) him the ride, can't be cryin' got it steady now You to find out, there ain't no time-outs You can't sign-out, better than out drop the gun cause the street is gettin' packed now Just let cones bang the ground, don't you down! For the fate, that brought you to this place now So let it you and take you to that touch-down And stay ground, so that you can proud one in, and one quick
Now from that Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, Got one in, one foot out Of the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, That's why I know the I know!
In the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, And of my friends done died befo' In the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, why I can't seem to let go
I got these with their eyes red Drinkin' too much, got I you shout it if you's in the 'burbs Herbs It's from the one that data Logistic, chicken Winter, he will forget the cold through a song And my (party wrong), and my weak is Just his back turned, yearned For destruction microphones Blessed the soul Lettin' go, him too much get you off for sure Top What's gon' save you the hands of (why) them guys gone, and you (bet) home in the ghetto
They him off within then Look at the fonky Done them all as dead wet, now I'm set Fight the shit, it hit lot Neighborhood And old (mark-o?) dawn, on the porch (Got gone), blown Fashioned sold, new or old It's gettin' sold in the
Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, Got one foot in, one out Of the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, That's why I know the I know!
In the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, And of my friends done died befo' In the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, That's why I seem to let go
Now from the go My is Lo God done gave me this vision quite time ago He taught me shout it when you (talk the blow?) You preach that real shit 'till you can't no mo' Now a minute y'all, I am the one That ride the rhythm midnight to the morning sun I do it for the freedom, finance, and fun Now revolution of the mind has begun Now just a second It got to be For every thought is fulfilled in the I'm supernatural and there is no me
the ghetto is still God's property!
on
Ever since you was a youngster the been Over your soul, like this monster Ain't no in between you off or on pass judgement But the is mutual Pass the hog mog, tryin' to me years of gravel You no rest to (blow) in weeks I you ain't choppin' in the next man footprints like a duck Stuck, crawlin' out the hole Me promote no mysterious behavior (Pimped) and be I to flow, my high school goal It come in the ghetto!
Now that ghetto Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, Got one foot in, one out Of the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, That's why I the things I know!
In the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, And of my friends done died befo' In the Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, That's why I can't to let go