Lyrics:
A new American revolution has
Begun not against
The forces of a colonial kingdom
But a rebellion against an oppressor
That has risen among us
It is
with the reassurance
New laws would be made
But the next knock on the door that night
Was from the NRA
Thoughts and prayers go out to those
The people
made some bad choices, I been feelin' boisterous
I been feelin' energetic, get it from these porch steps
The city gon' give me fuel, the ghetto like
the devil out his noodle
Tell mama I found the boo boo
No Lauren but now we new new
God really DO though
Demons just doo doo
There's power in my prayer I
Nukarma I'm tryna just grow from my pass
I'm caught by my vices and views locked on cash
And I'm
Tryna find a shordy that's for me that's more of a side
Sinna
Fast Nation Music
One phone call, if it necessary
me wake up, never in the cemetery.
Ready Now
Just a sinner wid a prayer, dreams inna me
to cover back to back
Sun doesn't shine
It's still a funk pop marshall ah
I'm not from the ghetto
But my mama is and she's and uptown girl
I know it's
the ghetto
Without gettin’ pinched by the
Crabs in the barrel, know how
That go, you low key get hated
On when they see you put in
Effort to make it on, like
We stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles
Communicatin' with one another
And ghetto birds
If you ever live in a ghetto
Maybe at the close of your day
On your front porch you'll hear the sound of a jukebox
From a neighbourhood cafe
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
from Da Brick City
This is DJ Say What
An' we're gonna blast y'all right now
With the new cut by Redman, ?I Don't Kare?
On W0 Fuck All y'all Radio
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
he gone make you stand
Your not alone he's by your side he heard your cry
He's standing near to wipe the tears from your eyes
It's just the devils lies
by good people
Wrapped up in bad politics and locked away
Like a page from their playbook Im in a rage
Recruiting imbittered souls like me
Souls
by good people
Wrapped up in bad politics and locked away
Like a page from their playbook Im in a rage
Recruiting imbittered souls like me
Souls
by good people
Wrapped up in bad politics and locked away
Like a page from their playbook Im in a rage
Recruiting imbittered souls like me
Souls
the space
I know say I be young guy from the ghetto
I dey try my best I don't know anybody
I know say I be new cat them no know me and me too
I don't know
beam
some nigga you was tru to
punk motherfucker try to get me, he'll get you
suckas don't live on these streets
I'm from the ghetto
so
We hit the strip from San Jose, to Vallejo
Make more scrilla by the mouth piece
Non-talking niggas don't know shit about me
Ignore
where I'm from it ain't no second chance
And when you let go in that ghetto
It ain't no second chance
I remember seeing the footprints in the sands
It
the bed
Hop around the ocean, I leave the fisherman red
So much blood on the car, the cops holla' out 'soo-woo'
Bitch I'm from New Orleans, you know I
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
Thugging with my cousin from the get go
Got some brand new money shit don't get old
I don't think you know how much means to me
If my life a movie
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