Search results for 'in the ghetto by beenie man' Page #151

the job fill timers
Got a good girl in my eyes she's the flyest
Can't sleep, streets stay heated
Ghetto connoisseur, i know you see it
Posted, while my

combo
Of bully, And friend
Words less, Genuine
Not the type, I'd recommend
Difference, Than both rich, And poor man
By my good, Intent
With filter off,

A nigga truly out of options
I’m an alien up in this mosh pit
So I’m flying in my rocket
Cause I don’t understand how a man
Can take a life
With no remorse

Yeah

Work in progress, ya'll
Bare with us

Smoking herbal and blowing circles
Nonverbally flirting with skirts, who showing virtue
Worthy ones,

him
All up in my hood with my hoodie on, hood tight
They want me Whitewashed so I could live this good life
And she be saying "ghetto"
She sweet but

down from out of town
Off the wicked streets of New York trouble
Me and my man map the plan and make a hefty bundle
Blessin' weight to listen to greats

monologues
The pigs are in the meadow pretending to be frogs
The devil's in the ghetto slow dancing with the fog

Everybody hates the shit I do 
Rip thinks

strong 
Life gon give you double
Cause ain't no comfort In this cold world
At fifteen 
I was left by my ol' girl
Momma always say 
I left you with your

girl love me cuz I'm different
Long mink like I'm pimpin'
Takin' off going with ya'
Jetfuel in the swisher
Ow
I smoke papers though
I ain't ever claim

be
Slim Shady or just like me WesSki tha Original Ghetto Cracka MC
I got so much juice I spit it out by the cup fulls introduced your eardrums
To these

Tell me serezega i got my feet up
Mad they got  you in the ghetto 
Public school teacher
Us poor kids ain’t never have a chance
That Cowboy boot

Broken homes 
Mothers getting left alone
My ass should know I did it to my fucken own
Right or wrong, either way its in the past
Late night I hear

explained it in a rhyme   Trapped the body but can't trap the mind   Nip said it was a marathon   Killed by his own before the finish line   Clutch nine's

told I'm sick?
I want suck all dicks?  Deadass?
I'm the fat oak time goes by,
No matter what ever you try
I'm the rock sis I don't cry
I'm so rich peace

finally realized that
I was raised in the projects
I used to stay with a pyrex
 
I got Queen P booking them shows up
A1 in the kitchen (skurr) cooking them

and I
And I remember days and nights when I would brainstorm
In apartment J man we could barely keep our lights on
Heard that hard times for the fruit is

incentive was to hit it then be done with you
Came for the good looks as a man does
Yet here I am sharing a bunch of thoughts for you
On a beat by Mandalaz
I

shed and
Death upon the streets

No justice no peace
Prosecute the racist police

Enough is enough
I'm tired of feeling these cuffs
In the back

stroganoff
Rubber grip shit's double fisted how we hold'em off
Who the cap fit, I was crafted by these ghetto tactics
You movin backwards thats that shit that

I'm the evil brother of Gabriel
I was cast into the darkness by Raphael
I was known to Jacob as Azazel
When I fed upon the sins of Israel
Hiding in

stir it in a bowl, turn it to muffins
Nothing like baked goods to turn your day right into fun just recognize your mindset
Never let it invade
Man, life

concer
Cause God Dey by your side
You gonna concer
Me I come from the ghetto
I no be butter
No Dey look down on any man
Life is really shorter
Mama use

leather
I'm stepping on shit hoodrat bitches be in impress by the blick
You want respect then pass the test cus I ain't giving you shit
I'm always on ten

monologues
The pigs are in the meadow pretending to be frogs
The devil's in the ghetto slow dancing with the fog

Everybody hates the shit I do
Rip thinks