Yeah, it's just ghetto, kid test the devil to hit the next Wish they was a with cerebral metal the bezzle with the peddle to the metal In a thug's paradise where love a price So we love for life like thugs love the They sell drugs for ice for the with bug lights Some hug to the world, hung like parasites The likes lethal, the lead you A preview, watch what we do and what the hood teach you I still see the eye of a needle So I can watch people slug backwards is evil
Yo, what's this? Yo this. Yo it's time to up lift They think all we do is bust clips and splifs And plush whips and clutch chips and chicks Flont rocks like Fort Knox and hog cops with more props and we want not Panhandling your mans and them Scrambling, gambling, to win While the cops clock em, thieves em Women watch em, traders top em Ay yo what's the Before the narcs knock em opposite playas to rob em The ghetto got em, my man said it's at the bottom
Ghetto alert, let's do work to get rid of the curse We went from 1st to America's On this turf, now let's inherit the earth There's more prize for one another, and shots 12 00 Til the ball drop All around plus they shuffle non stop You think it's rough at the bottom, even rougher on top My peeps gonna have to reach and for me And everybody's side of the street'll be nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money And earn money and the century turn 20
We all should, from the woods to the big city and the small Everybody should be welcome to the if we all could But we cause we brawl, yo it ain't all good We to play right, stay tight with ya air alight Keep your game tight, no need to play Get cheese from the to the late night And it's shouldn't death to appreciate life Before a lot parish, we got to cherish if let us Let's give prop and till the block flourish In this metropolis, on top of this You know what the is, be prosperous
Now we Respect the person, it'll be less hurting Or left lurkin, we kept our dreads working Connect set for certain, total Last chance to advance and grands If you have to have fam and mad land Own shine, condone crime or 9s I what the problem is, killing our own kind To my flame throwers, train sober, remain Stay sane so these pretty can hold us terrain rollers and Range Rovers so the train goers Claim your fame, maintain, till your game's
Ghetto alert, let's do work to get rid of the curse We from 1st to America's worst On this competitive turf, now let's inherit the There's more for one another, and call shots 12 00 Til the ball drop All year around plus they non stop You it's rough at the bottom, it's even rougher on top My peeps gonna to reach and turn for me And side of the street'll be celly Ain't nothing funny, burn plenty and money And earn and watch the century turn 20