Lyrics:
Ghetto super Smashing through the sky
And he ain't neva had a cape but he so fly
When you have a problem he'll be by your side
He's on the scene,
again
Spit flow by the boatload like a Columbian,
my shipments go out then bring the money in
Like supplies the product than do the pra bricks,
go out my
(Oh oh oh oh...)
(Oh oh oh ohooho...)
All.. All the society is doing is leaching off the ghetto
They use the ghetto for their pain for their sorrow
we grew up in the ghetto saw real life pain
real life struggle with real life strain
real life kiddies with real life guns
and real life mothers
we grew up in the ghetto saw real life pain
real life struggle with real life strain
real life kiddies with real life guns
and real life mothers
ride this one's for the killers and dealers
still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)
stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving
ride this one's for the killers and dealers
still bout it bout it nigga now the world gone feel it (3X)
stomach pains in the ghetto and I'm starving
The ghetto red hot, rude boy licking shots
In your area, mad man terror on your block
Ruckus, for the trouble, making gat busting
Head touchers
commandments were teach out
One by one obligated to carry out
Why don't you practice what you preach?
Barbarity and annihilation don't deserve your pardon
Fear,
to victory
Be brave be pure your crusade to victory
Be brave be pure your crusade to victory
Jasmina has been married six times by nineteen
Her husbands were
My life, my love
Is it in vain or am I ashamed?
Of what I came from or what I might become?
Some say that love is pain
Some believe pain is love my
got famous
Why did you leave?
If you was here, how would it be?
Oh, woah
I'm protected by these ghetto angels
Oh, woah
I'm protected by the hood
Take a nigga out the ghetto,
But you can take the ghetto out of me
Bitch I'm a G,
I got to eat on these streets
Survive on these streets
I'm a die
Yeah
this is it
London
How we gonna make it out the
out of the ghetto
ghetto, ghetto
Nemisis
Stonecold
Still here, tryna make it out the ghetto
I’m
crawling under my skin
When the Ten Commandments are shadowed by sin
There is something that is moving under my skin
When the force of habit drives within
My armor is contempt
My shield is disgust
My sword is hatred
In the emperor's name let no one survive
This world is infected by heretics
Innocence
We was born in a grave, raised by slaves
Taught me misbehave to prove that we are brave
Livin in a prison where you can't see the cage
And you can't
Tired of dealing with this pain so we take meds
Wish I could vent to my bros but them niggas dead
I be talkin to the ghetto
I be talkin to the ghetto
I be
reach a promised land
Before I spread it on her jiff so on
Must I go on play by play of the dukin
I'll save that shit for Luke and
As she walked me out
with him, made me a hustler
Born as a ghetto child, raised in the projects
Revolutionaries, who ain't open up they eyes yet
Life of a slave, ain't no
I want you to close you're eyes, n' envision
The most beautiful place in tha world
If you in the hood, the ghetto street corner
Come on this journey,
for my,
Ghetto eyes, ghetto eyes, yeah yeah
[Verse 3]
A nigga was born torn in half, by his grandma and dad
One believed in culture and the other ones
was hard
Feel the pain in these songs that I get across
Damaged from the past and these ghetto scars
Finally made it to the point where everything is
Hard times will tell
My foes are all same
Equal love
To All my girls
Nwa amu na ghetto
Raised in pain
I grew in sodom
Paper minded
Lose or gain
Being
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