Luyện nghe bài hát Ghettos of the Mind

Ghetto of the

I catch a body at a party, sort of herbal with the
above and see the vultures fly around in a circle
Baggin' you're lollygaggin', raggin', tow-taggin'
Assassin' with the millimeter roars of a

Here the black hood, thirsty for the end
And for the love of money, of funny, new friends
housing, a thousand in a tent
So I'm forced to sell hell just to pay the

Killin' my own people, I put 'em out of
Just like the liquor store scene on corner
I'm tryin' but the kids keep cryin', and the bullets keep
Look, a boy, on the curb just dyin'

Finally the cops dumb to the slum
Pull out a gun and arrest the one
Wax all the Puerto Ricans and blacks, so they can never
I dwell, as well learn the facts

Pete Rock and C.L. can radio a up
off and have 'em all callin' for backup
Watch another and you're gonna do time
All this you'll find in the of the mind

Ain't that

Listen to cats and rats war under the window
When the ghetto forts flarey, never was a Tom and
Livin' cheap, my survival is deep
In this part of town where the never sleep

A Barney roller, you can bet the car's stolen
Or static with your BM, only you see them
Speakin' on your baby's mom, a for the drama
Always tryin' to make a movie, little looney

Stressin' it, but you know the keep ya busy
A that when I die, it would never even miss me
phials in the aisles as one pimp smiles
Dope piles workin' hookers by the

But my pop's got three jobs to stable
A family household and food on the
So as we pray for all our souls to
on the project roof, ready to leap

I want to the pain or the bad situation
But backwards I can't afford to give 'em
savior is much braver with the conscious behavior
Designed in the ghettos of the

that somethin'? C'mon
It's that y'all

I could look forward to an early retirement
But still I maintain in a hostile
the concrete jungle for loot
My parents hated blood so they gave me the boot

Take a 'cause the peer pressure has the edge
It was a when I saw my life dangle on the ledge
The coulda swallowed me whole
But the pain was all gone I got to see my healthy son born

And now I bring him home to the
to make a stronger fellow
Maybe do some good for the
It's playing hero livin' less than a zero

Raging like DeNiro, the modern day pharaoh
A concentration with the Section 8
Welfare checks given at a rate
for the get high, or just plain lazy

Many steady collect right around the fifth
The hawk is out but the never pack it
A hundred sneakers with the skimpy-ass jacket
When people are deaf, dumb, and blind they get left
in the ghettos of the mind