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Talking bout the funky funky ghetto
to survive, trying to stay alive

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Even though the streets are bumpy, lights out
fiends die with a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not it right
Every day it's the
And it's the same every
I wouldn't you bro but I'd shoot that fool
If he played me close and to test my cool
Every day I just how I'll die
Only thing I know is how to
There's only one rule in the world
And to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the times day after day
Might deal me dope but then crime don't pay
Black man to break into my house again
he got off early doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like
I get a lot of so I'm giving it back to the

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So peep the game and don't call it crap
'Cause to me, is one hard rap
Even though my sister crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, nothing changed
600 Million on a footbal
And her baby dies like a dope fiend
The story I tell is so
Five kids in the house and no to eat
Don't look at me and ask me why
Mama's next door high
Even though she's got five to feed
She's rather spend her money on a
I always tell the truth about things like
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that
Instead of to the task force send some help
Waiting on him I'd better help
authority and the O.P.D
All these guns to handle me in the

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Even though they put us and call us animals
We make real big and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make to stars
Never saying just who we are
We use names like too $hort
you stuff you might kill for
Young grow up and that's all they know
Didn't teach him in school now he's slangin
thing he knows is how to survive
But will he another brother before he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye
All day long, just hoping and
You can pay your bills and not drink too
Then the of life you'll be throwing up
Like me, but you see
Ten years from now, where you be?

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So much game in a too rap
Blacks be white and whites can't be black
Why you wanna act like else?
All you do is just be yourself
We're all the same underneath
Short dog's in the house better listen to me
be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be stand tall at heart
Even though some people you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in
Cause when you're ignorant, you get that way
And when they throw you in jail you got to say
So if you listen it's not my fault
I'll be paid while you'll be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running your
me and my peoples try to get out

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