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

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

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So just peep the game and call it crap
to me, life is one hard rap
Even though my smoked crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, ain't changed
600 on a footbal team
And her baby dies like a dope fiend
The story I is so incomplete
Five kids in the house and no to eat
Don't look at me and ask me why
Mama's next door high
Even she's got five mouths to feed
rather spend her money on a h-i-t
I tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that
Instead of adding to the task force send some
on him I'd better help myself
Housing and the O.P.D
All these guns just to me in the

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though they put us down and call us animals
We make big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, love to stars
really saying just who we are
We use alias like too $hort
you stuff you might kill for
Young kids grow up and that's all know
teach him in school now he's slangin dope
Only he knows is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he
In the ghetto, you keep one eye
All day long, just hoping and
You can pay bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life be throwing up
me, but you don't see
Ten from now, where will you be?

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So game in a too $hort rap
Blacks be white and whites can't be black
Why you wanna act like someone
All you gotta do is just be
We're all the same color
dog's in the house you'd better listen to me
Never be of what you are
Proud to be black stand at heart
Even though people give you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in
Cause when you're ignorant, you get that way
And when throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don't listen it's not my
I'll be getting paid while you'll be paying the
Sitting in the running your mouth
While me and my try to get out

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