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

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

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So just peep the game and don't it crap
'Cause to me, life is one rap
Even though my sister smoked crack
She was nine months pregnant, nothing changed
600 Million on a footbal
And her dies just like a dope fiend
The story I tell is so
Five kids in the house and no to eat
Don't at me and don't ask me why
next door getting high
Even she's got five mouths to feed
She's rather spend her on a h-i-t
I tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked list
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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Even though they put us down and call us
We make real big and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, love to stars
Never saying just who we are
We use alias names too $hort
Sell you stuff you might for
Young grow up and that's all they know
Didn't teach him in now he's slangin dope
Only thing he knows is how to
But will he kill another brother before he
In the ghetto, you one eye open
All day long, just and hoping
You can pay your bills and not too much
Then the of life you'll be throwing up
me, but you don't see
Ten years now, where will you be?

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So game in a too $hort rap
Blacks can't be white and can't be black
Why you wanna act someone else?
All you gotta do is be yourself
We're all the color underneath
Short dog's in the house better listen to me
be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand tall at
though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, you put em in check
when you're ignorant, you get treated that way
And when throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don't it's not my fault
be getting 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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