Lyrics:
Flame rose from the ashes should’ve seen it
Blackbird
Shot down by the phoenix
Way too much soul
For the grave to hold
My people don’t die
We just
The two blend together like dope and fiends
Cope with teens, has that new gangster lean
Everybody just wanna be a ghetto star
Fly cribs and drivin'
runnin', but I wish the first one was coming in faster
They us trapped in this ghetto forever my nigga
Why?
'Cause this shits a pattern
I got with evil,
Rain Rain Go cway
Come Back To The Ghetto cnother Day
Dem Know Bout Rich We Know Bout Poor (Bruk Life)
Dem Know Big House We Know Cold Floor
Dem
Raised by the streets where shit ain't sweet
Life gets bitter before you get richer
That's what the ghetto said when it spoke to me
Can't let it take
Yall might not think that its true
But I came from the struggle not backed by the blue
My lil' story is different so me isn't you and the way that I
Surrounded By Real Gs Fake Friends Wi Nuh Like (Nah Sah)
Dre When Yuh Dead It Come In Like Mi Lose A Piece A Mi Life (Facts)
Dem Cyah Tell Mi Nuth Bout Pain
mo de jasi
For the pain I never ready
Ninu hood mo ti study
Ikan ti won shey la wa tun copy
R.I.P to my niggas ti won jele ninu ghetto
Ti ba emotional
precision, puts my pain in remission
I feel pain and I want you to feel it too
My insides hide pride and it’s black an blue
I’m going thru the struggle, will
him the poison
Gave him ten commandments and a pamphlet to follow
This world's like a xanny: too massive to swallow
Regurgitated what I consumed
his lust and the last sun
Jesus is next, deceived once again
Nails are heavy, faith won't kill the pain
The whole world is falling down with hate
without leavin' a son
To carry tradition, listen, my life has just begun
A nightmare flick, visions of swingin' the pool stick
Depicted by near death, I
Kingdom of Christ and its false prophets
Founded upon lies, built through millenniums
Kingdom of Christ and its weak horde
Living in lies and by
Oh, Daphne
It's true, your Bible says abstain
And that my poor back is racked with pain
Still, while I'm able to raise Cain
Let's be bad!
all
Carved out from stone
Commandments of deception
Ten lies to lead the weak
A tyrant to the congregation
Gather the flock
Bring them within
no wrong
I don't know about my sisters, could they all say the same
All I know is I can't let my father's image bring pain
Mom and daddy split, she
[Verse 1: Mann Terror]
A ghetto product gunz and narcotics is all we know
the only way to see doe is to live life illegal
token under by the projects
Scene kids / Ghetto jeans / Gangstas / 40's and the bling bling sidekicks rollin with the cleanest feel
Shorties / Homies / Hollywood, / Moscow, /
through you
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your
nothin but blue strips we countin c notes
These fuck niggas dont know shit about b roll
I deal with the pain by kissing on good mary jane
Yea im gone in
the name
Feel my pain, Ghetto fame
Magazine Street hustla mane
Messin' around in the fast lane
Chevy, Cougars and Mustangs
Novas, Granadas,
the sound of the ghetto
Arrive down here, be darker than the cattle
Oh no, nigga watch your nose
'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose
Ill Leet, ah
I’ve been chained and I been used
I’ve been banged and I been bruised
Left me hangin' by a noose
Ain’t nothin' change since I been lose
We just wishin' on the ghetto stars
Money, clothes, hoes and cars
Ridin' dirty in my city streets
Blowin' half a O and go and chase my dreams
Yeah,
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