Lyrics:
With the mask and the beenie
The day after that he got a
Plan to sell fake weed
To out of town town people
This shit is crazy people
Its motivated by
Fighting demons in my sleep it's a war I'm tryna win man
Lord forgive me for my sins I'm just a ghetto angel
Uh I'm in the club throwing ones just watch my
aspiring
Children of the ghetto
Running wild and free
In a concrete jungle
Filled with misery
You remember down and out I was broke broke
Ain't have shit man
the bubble butch
All up in the party swangin' E's and C's
Wit a car full a heat, hope you want my beats
I came to the party dog by myself
Twenty out
more daddy's little girl)
You a big girl now, in a world, where these niggas are foul
You could be aborting the next Michael Jordan
Your man don't
Waiting to get the needle
Holla if you hear me, people
This dope game is evil
A bloody river runnin through the ghetto
That new born baby
In the dumpster
soldier in this ghetto going crazy
If my life in danger, should I kill a man, maybe
Bust at his dome, but he's somebody's baby
Daddy know he raised me
want delay Yeah
I was born in the Ghetto
But I know say I no end up for Ghetto
I'll be living my life
Struggle very hard
Just to make sure say i no
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
the ghetto
I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto
I bang out beats by cars and ho stacks
Rap nigga puttin' out rock-n-roll tracks
Anything with wheels,
Your Home, Sweet Home Home..... It's All in a Day in a Life of
Living in the Ghetto !
Ahhh.. Looking for change as time goes by
Living in my building
a position to move
And you can't move cause your move is blocked by the knight
At twelve o'clock, that's when the madness begins
So I start to focus in, my
what made you decide
To work with them
Because I can't always be in the Bay
And I know how the Bay is
The Bay is tight people, man
If you ain't there,
spread than a pandemic
Ghetto gospel, spit the word in a drive-by
If my man's down, gotta hit'em with the hi-five
Get'em up to heaven, teleport
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
the oldest
And strongest emotion known to man
Something deeply inscribed in our
Nervous system and subconscious
Over time, however
Something strange began
get to clapping Like when my mans floss
8th in morning. boutta half by dinner
B. Mac on stage I ain’t scared of you bitches
invisible ink when I
stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants (damn)
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you
stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants (damn)
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you
through that's Sweeney
Killer verses no Beenie
Go see where the word thing lead me
In a space where the world tryna see me see me
Lemme say y pree me
Move
fresh straight from a farm
Heavy metal strapped to my palm
Beenie Man in the zim zimmer
Stretch out my hand molesting this trigger
KK got whacked by Jsav
mind's reptilian
Lyrical lord
Run up in the rave shield sword
Get slapped like E.honda
Get draped out your Honda Accord
Any type of situation
Heat man up
Meet gyal in the rave get love sick
Overcrowded but we don't jump ship
And I know a couple man that got jumped quick
I would never look for the fight
Time goes by so fast man
(Yeah-yeah)
Ten years makin' hits for y'all
Still feels like we liftin' off
It's Lebron showin' off
Blisters or poets
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