Lyrics:
my bros carry round tools like they bob
And we dressed in all black like we part of the mob
(Mob)
Ghetto gospel shit that's all a nigga know
Praying
Whisper in my ear what she see in me
By my side like vien aqui
And when I need her gone then she better leave
When the night stop, bitch, you better go
I
traffic, I'm in the streets,
10 years ago I was movin' like 10 a week,
You just a family man, tryin' settle down,
You on parole, so you scared to hold
know, every window sill
Like the morning paper man he starts selling by 10
No more hungry belly, now that food is so cheap
For $5.00 you can feed, your
Got a boss name
Tell me
What you got
Already made
A million
You ain't know
What money like
Niggas snakes
In the grass
I go mow the lawn
Your girl
and Mitch, followin my cousin Murdoch
All the brothers were real, goin for what they feel
By the way, peace to my man Sha and Big Neal
Now in
uniform
I wish I could fly away on a unicorn
I'm from the ghetto and everyday a human?s born
So who cares if I'm stretched out on the scene?
Surrounded by
to fix it
Trying to repair it
Any way you can
Man...
It all ends up on a back street
In abandoned buildings
Where the crack heads meet
All you
(thuggin)
All night (all night) (x4)
Verse 1- Silkk
Man I steps in the club tryin to find some slow sex, me an 'cause in the
back of the club wit moet, I
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
chill by yourself, don't really sweat nobody
Speak to all the brothers and say peace to every hottie
But lurking in the ghetto is a germ that insist
to you like it did to me, I was a black zombie
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Wake up! Black zombies in a spell for more than fo'-hundred years
Ghetto niggas won't
you're aiming the moon Imma get in your space
You don't know what to say
When I step in the play
Life of a renegade
Try me you relegate
Demons got hold
after dark
These marks keep on huffin' and puffin'
Ain't no fear in my heart
What's goin' on in the ghetto?
Still struggle and strive
I still roll with
this bull
Imma keep it cool coz im cool
Im tht dude i ain't cruel
It happens by fate b4 it's too late
Tellin me crap emotions control
Ball in ur court nd
gassed in ghetto's square
Have to hustle till the pain in the muscle
Lucrative jaws hoes edging balls like Russel
In the mud I'm lotus, pesticide not
bout nothin
Be with the gang but he was a puppet
The family crying but nigga fuck it
Always knew that this day was comin
Ghetto baby showin out in public
look like the ghetto (yeah)
Picture me trick, and take a loss
I'm cheap like the Chinese man with duck sauce
This Tony homey, I walk around with a big
man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man
If you're dealing war, backwards stay far
We're dealing with truths and rights
Come some more into my sight
Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik
lemonade
Easily break in the barricade
I can show you life and better living
With visions of greater women
Gentleman raise a boy to a man and not villain
to make the violence stop
Too many young kings getting popped
Time waits for no man so the world will never stop
The government put us in these ghettos
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