Lyrics:
from Bricks to Brick-ston
But I'm from Brook-lon, don't get flipped on!
I'm nice with my metal wear, ice in the ghetto
If I die - nigga, your wife is
what my dad said
God bless, Thats all in the past tense
I was lucky I was taken out the ghetto
Mom and dad were the best need a medal
Prayers up for my
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
right! A weh dem a deal wit?
From the streets of Jamaica I come with special delivery
Bounty Killer Swizz Beatz the new discovery
Why dem mess with us
boy, ghetto boy
Wilding since a little boy
All I felt was pain
Lord please won't you send me joy
God must have heard my prayers
Came to me in my dreams
Yo
You know the posse's all together, see how it go
(What?)
Watch
Yo
Come on
Shit be crazy when we slide
Heaven is a ghetto, keep a angel by
the streets, 'cause that's all that I got
From ones I've laid in the past and the new heads I just cracked
But all had to go sour when some fools tried to rush
I need a crib too spacious
In a nice neighborhood where I got no neighbors
By the sea side so when the wind blow to my face I gotta taste true nature
life and I had new life
Nightmares of no money that's right I ain't have no life I ain't have no life
I was a ghost on the corner pass by I ain't get no
because he lacked faith
But instead, he was shot by another black face
Another day in the ghetto,
Where this young black girl was being ignored by her
wit the extra
We came a long way from the dumb shit we done bossed up to new levels
These niggas still the same but ghetto
My niggas still finna aim for
you're earning
Stack paper on every flip, get the whip
Then get a new bitch and
Forget the one you with
She said she could do bad
All by her damn self
I had crack, makin' my C.R.E.A.M. work
Burgundy Denali by the alley, weed from Cali
Linen suit, pair of Balleys, big crib by the valley
Ghost
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
Man, man look up at the sky
All the stars man the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at 'em
Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Comin' from afar
Ghetto supastar
That is what you are
Coming from afar
Reaching for the stars
Run away with me to another place
We can rely on each other, uh-huh
on fire
Recognize the immortal ghetto vampire
Running from the sun by day it's become quite obvious
To the people surrounding me I'm the wildest
[Swiss Beats] Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2]
I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money
[Lil Wayne] Mr Angel on the beat
Young mula baby, and the devil
, ghetto starts and mob cars
With bullet holes in it, niggaz shot up and scarred
But still living, driven by the game itself
To stay alive in these cold
Times goes by
Giving but denied
Cause living in this ghetto is a crime
And you know that got me
It got me crazy how this evil gives us trouble
It got
shit the game ain't fair-a lot of ya'll never come back to the(ghetto)
'cause ya'll greedy ass fuck
niggaz don't take care of they kids they'd rather by
The bodies like wine press
God likeness, white divine dress
But makes yourself drunk from the
Blood of the righteous
I write this like stoned
Being caught by
God can’t do
Tell me watin God can’t do
Watin He no fit do
Chai
No de exist oh
I bring news from my ghetto
Hustle hard for the ghetto
I bring joy to my
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