Lyrics:
like he was paul bunyan
And i say, I hope all this shit fade away
I pray to God for some greater days
Ghetto Bird like my name O'shea
But I'll die before
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
in moms womb
Plotting on escape like it's a trip to Cancun
Got out grinned went upside down
Ass got smacked like I belong on mound
Got punished by
a five by seven
Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven
Got my bitches on the outside writin' me letters
And they tell me they love me and the shit
gangsta bitch
I start to thing that you were heaven sent
It's me and you
Verse 1: (Magic)
From the first day we met I could see the ghetto in your blood
Stacking up dividends, until I pull up in a Benz
The streets all I know, so I hustle 'til I win
Guaranteed by the week, having drinks oh we lit
I do this my
up and bury the metal
Same day we still in the hood
So ghetto, Brooklon, holla back get your crook on
Live from the 718 we raise the 8
Everytime papi
And I’m coming up hard
Living in the ghetto
Momma at work
And my daddy ain’t home
13 years old I guess I’m all grown
Playing with the chrome
Now my
to another, ah ha
I can't live without you if the love was gone
Everything is nothing when you got no one
And you walk in the night
Slowly losing sight
here and say nobody helped me turn
Ghetto wealthy earn every cent by myself
See that type of talk is bad
Like a school yard brat
I'm making volume
to themselves givin' the version of why help and hurt in they eye
I live across from it, some of it I do be in
I be showin' niggas lives like UBN
It's real
to themselves givin' the version of why help and hurt in they eye
I live across from it, some of it I do be in
I be showin' niggas lives like UBN
It's real
[Hell Razah]
Yeah, yeah yo
I'm like a whirlwind spinnin wit words of wisdom
In the ghetto only promised a hearse and system
We complete like
Sisters Cracked Out By This World, An They Straight Dying. I Hit The Weed To Keep Hope In The Hopeless, Hold Your Breath When You See Me. Cause The Crooked
'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping your face in a state
make them stop to dey snitch on me
My guy no foh you go see money Alaska sing by Oluwaloseyi
It a lifestyle eyy it a lifestyle
It a lifestyle live it
I'm in the D, baby
What up though?
Take a look at all this ice on
You know me, I go ghetto gold every time
DJ Drama
Nobody wanna be like you
supposed do?
We surrounded by the food what we supposed to do?
Black in the ghetto no money we was born to lose
But we got to start thinking something they
choose
If you snooze you go lose
Keep your heads in the hood
No one play by the rules
But is the life that I choosed
So am fucking gonna live it
Musically
know
Shitsdem never know
But it’s a hard road to travel
Jah Jah children Rise Rise Rise
It’s time we defunct all their lives
Ghetto youths Rise Rise
Live like 9-5, I rhyme and come alive
My grind divides fine through my divine eyes
It's prime time, you wish you could buy time, but it's my time
through
They can relate to my music
Help 'em with their problems (uh)
Turn this up, fucks ya problem?
This is real shit, homie
In the booth with
give me two feet , made my bitch come get me two G's , raised by wolves
and we do it. Play by rules and you might live and I try to do this shit for
your cousins in the ghetto
Because they're there
Stop looking down on 'em
Stop using crack addicts and Mexicans
As cheap labor to build your fuckin'
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