The Ghetto (Explicit Album Version)

Talking bout the ghetto funky funky ghetto
Trying to survive, trying to stay alive
The ghetto
{Talking bout the ghetto}
The ghetto
The ghetto
The ghetto
{Funk funky ghetto}
Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
**** fiends die with a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not doing it right
Every day its the same
And its the same every night
I wouldnt shoot you bro but Id shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my cool
Every day I wonder just how Ill die
Only thing I know is how to survive
Theres only one rule in the real world
And thats to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some **** but then crime dont pay
Black man tried to break into my house again
Thought he got off early doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so Im giving it back to the
The ghetto
The ghetto
So just peep the game and dont call it crap
Cause to me, life is one hard rap
Even though my sister smoked crack *******
She was nine months pregnant, aint nothing changed
600 million on a footbal team
And her baby dies just like a ** ** fiend
The story I tell is so incomplete
Five kids in the house and no food to eat
Dont look at me and dont ask me why
Mamas next door getting high
Even though shes got five mouths to feed
Shes rather spend her money on a H-I-T
I always tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list
Instead of adding to the task force send some help
Waiting on him Id better help myself
Housing Authority and the O.P.D.
All these guns just to handle me in the
The ghetto
The ghetto
Even though they put us down and call us animals
We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make love to stars
Never really saying just who we are
We use alias names like TOOSHORT
Sell you stuff you might kill for
Young kids grow up and thats all they know
Didnt teach him in school now hes slangin ****
Only thing he knows is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye open
All day long, just hoping and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life youll be throwing up
Like me, but you dont see
Ten years from now, where will you be?
The ghetto
The ghetto
So much game in a Too rap
Blacks cant be white and whites cant be black
Why you wanna act like someone else?
All you gotta do is just be yourself
Were all the same color underneath
Short Dogs in the house youd better listen to me
Never be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand tall at heart
Even though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in check
Cause when youre ignorant, you get treated that way
And when they throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you dont listen its not my fault
Ill be getting paid while youll be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running your mouth
While me and my peoples try to get out
The ghetto
The ghetto
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