Lyrics:
I take you one by one
Morals on the floor thrown in hot bodied abandonment
As you bury your soul and the seventh commandment
Morals on the floor
Fuck outta my business
I did things that most
Men will ask forgiveness broke the code
The commandments from my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New
Commandments in life, never my concern
Thing on my mind was, "get 'em, fore they get you"
Thing on my mind was, "stick 'em fore they stick you"
That's why
, ghetto starts and mob cars
With bullet holes in it, niggaz shot up and scarred
But still living, driven by the game itself
To stay alive in these cold
the one who died but in 3 days he rose again
So ain't no stopping me God's property
Yonk Trendsetta gone make it by any means
You can
See the pain in my
these niggas think they are)
(wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar)
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs
'cause these westside
these niggas think they are)
(wishin' on a ghetto star I represent my tar)
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs
'cause these westside
it?
That means never on the phone, you got it? Alright)
Live by it, die by it (Gangsta)
Rule number one, never shit where you eat at (never)
Rule
Martin, JFK, & Jesus
Gotta be fresh
Go to school with fly sneakers
Schools with outdated books
We are the forgotten
Summers coolin' off by the fire
they coming home
Gotta stay strong cause you ain't alone
Remember you always got love from home
They steal this pain and may not know it
I'm a boy
on fire
Recognize the immortal ghetto vampire
Running from the sun by day it's become quite obvious
To the people surrounding me I'm the wildest
keep it tucked stay' by your side
Ghetto love story yeah it's all up in my veins, I always Stay true to myself I swear I'm never playin' games
I'm always
the ghetto bring
Pumping songs of pain only real niggas sing
Queens finest, but there's one minus
The bodies on the battlefield that got left behind us
I'm
kills us
Then our souls will remain
Dwellin' in they brain
Till they feel my fuckin' pain
And that's real y'all
Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here
motherfuckin' souls from these wars,
The streets, the ghetto, the hood. The ghetto.
[Chorus: x7]
[Master P]
Bitch, I'm a soldier!
[Mystikal]
I was born
niggas think they are)
(wishin' on a ghetto star I represent my tar)
I start bustin' and they scatter like water bugs
'cause these westside niggas is
To our morgues made of clay
Demanded by masters
And forced to obey
The wicked commandments
That lead us astray
Slaves we are made
To alluvium tombs
melodies
Ghetto melodies
Ghetto melodies
Ghetto melodies
We get dramatized by the hood
We get mesmerized by the hood
Pain melodies in the by the hood
Pain
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant. Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level, It's not unusual,
To see photos
Summers coolin' off by the fire hydrant.
Yeah I'm from the ghetto,
Where old black women talk about they sugar level,
It's not unusual,
To see photos
Infamous on the beat
Ta da da da
Da da da
Da da da da
Look
I was born in the ghetto
I was bred in the ghetto
I'm chasing bread In the ghetto
I've
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don't want to die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I
doubt)
Shit - in this white man's world
Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin hard on our sisters
We don't be knowin the pain we be causin'
ghetto angel)
My Ghetto Angel (My ghetto angel)
I remember playing in the dirt like it was yesterday
Smoking on this good gas, I got to take this pain
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