Lyrics:
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Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
Black men keep droppin
Black men keep on droppin like flies
Vultures (vultures) plottin on my demise
(Stool pigeons still lies while the caged
Black chick white guy
Does it mean shit maybe
I don't know but yo it never phased me
But either way here's one tail
Of two like that and what
idiology's to break down
MC's microscopically
The ghetto tropically gettin' more hectic by the second
Ghetto warfare straight bullets hit off the window
the majority
I'm two steps ahead while they plotted it
Plans of a posthumous O'hene Savant by their operatives
Highly evolved software that manages
To perform
putting the ghetto on the map
Independent, black owned and ain't scared to bust no caps
(Chorus x3)
Verse 2 (Mystikal)
Nigga tell me what you gone
ghetto noise is what I'm talking about!
And PRT p-osse come to file it out!
I'll drop this, sissies try to top this
Why don't they stop this?
Madness!
Today we're gonna do something scary
We're venturing into the mind of young black males
Let's take a peak...
[ Young Lay ]
Cuddies perved by
for
Every young poor black
Mother in the middle of the ghetto
We never had a chance to appreciate life
The government got a plan
To eliminate the life
marbles nigga
But I got two sides
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz
survive
(survival of the fit only the strong)
I'm trapped, in between two worlds
Tryin to get dough y'know
When the dough get low the jewels go
But never
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just
fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
up like carpaccio, nigga
Extra thin
Yo, I play with cold stoves so
Hot it'll break the Pyrex
Yellow and black Wu Nikes go
With the Pittsburgh Pirates
a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta
Grew up in the ghetto, raised by
of a driveby
[Chorus 2]
I ain't ghetto, don't you know, I'm urbanian
Google me bitch, wanna know, what my name is
I ain't ghetto, don't you know, I'm
in time
Witness evolution of the black man that survived
Through pigment and constitution
Who knew the two could collide
War written in black
there's no
Time to stop no time to explain man I'm in too deep with this everyday
Ghetto pain
Black men are judged by their clothes
Black women are
lose, why?
Because I'm him times two
Experience if I had your IQ
Err, look at his teeth
I think this nigga fights food permanent tan
He's as black as when
here unless you really want more.
Therefore!
Chorus – (I-Zone),
I zone to each it’s own in this ghetto and habitat Repeat 4x
Verse 2-
That’s why I
this shit off quick
You ain't from the ghetto, y'all don't know bout this
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2]
-If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
-But we independent, black owned and making scrilla
-We a threat to society
-They ban our
is drippin be
I ain't no flapjack, don't bother flippin me
I stick to this, so say this while you're grazin
Original man's a black man, said by
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