Lyrics:
Lacing his lady with chinchillas and rocks
And he's all I want in my world
Ghetto Love
G-H-E-T-T-O
We get high together
G-H-E-T-T-O
Lately I been
the mainstream
Radio, road man and stage show
At the same time
Watch what "Too Many Man" and "Sunglasses
At Night" do in 2-00-9
Let me show you why I'm the King
you in stand by
Damn GOD damn GOD damn
King Bison
I just went ahead and
Said his name in vain
Hail to Mary man
I'm praying to the Saints
GOD forgive me
the game, lane to lane, and keep my pimpin' together
Niggas don't understand by far back in the day
It was 'mazin' and my brother put me up on Black Star
Brooklyn to Zaire (uh-huh ah yeah)
We need a ghetto Messiah (ah yeah come on)
Send me an angel in the morning, baby
Send me an angel in the morning,
project, a brother on the brink
In the ghetto ultimate it's tiger electronics
Sucker faded playing by the book
I'm subatomic baby up to no good
We lean, we
it's rugged and ruff
I'm in to hip hop me, I'm in to will smith and puff
It must have been tuff, brought up in the ghetto and that
You must have had
The King of New York
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Mi forward in 1-2-3
Respect Respect
I'm going to give to Jayz
The King of New York
I'm here so HOLLc
HOLLc BcCK
He was Punishin' Big Dope Jungle Brothers was Krazy X Three
It was he his Son Doobie King Tee
A Fresh Prince Paul Kid Whorodin' in a Capri
Comrades
bafana they die in decay
Ghetto the coliseum
We the chattel of the new age
But I’ll be damned if I ain’t dying great
This is stadium!!!
I’m swinging out
drive through boundary
And where's Lethal? He ain't in boundary
27, big achiever e2 weaver
Had the first Sega
Blud, I emerged out of jungle fever
Volume
Krieg in der Hood
Und er liegt in der Luft wie ein knarrenabdrückender Max Payne
Sunny der King, küss den Davidsternring, nix Handshakes!
Money und
Little Ghetto Boy
Hustling in these ghetto streets
What u Gonna do when they pull up
And make you face responsibility
Sipping on Lean in A stolen
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
through on a "flee" ting
Your shopkeeper, he knows it's a P ting
Walk in the shop on a D Double E ting
Like "Yo boss it's me again, yes
It's me again" show
you're looking at a captain
Jump aboard you won't sink
25 should have got a Porsche no tints
Rolled by and I sold Nines in the mist
Got Mo stacks turned 18
myself
I be drinkin' by myself, livin' shrinkin' like an elf
Next I wished for wealth, 90 million in the bank account
Young niggaz with money, that's
dirty dishes
But the Genie in the Lamp gave Tash like 30 wishes
First I wished for health 'cause I be thinkin' bout myself
I be drinkin' by myself,
flow ak ben e King
Tei kholal meuno stand by me
You better know I'm the Keulthieu
Tell what you think about me
Nah Teng ba gui For the culture rebellion
LECTRO SPACE GHETTO
TEMPO 76 ebm
CHORUS
LECTRO SPACE GHETTO…
THAT’S WHERE WE ARE
LECTRO SPACE GHETTO…
LIVING IN THE STARS
LECTRO SPACE GHETTO
appears in Zaire to reconnect 400 years
But we the people dark but equal give love to such things
To the man who made the fam' remember when we were kings
them George Washington, them Lincoln, Hamilton, Jefferson,
Grant, Ben Franklins
find your ass in the trunk with your motherfuck corpse stankin,
[ODB]
Man man, look up at the sky
All the stars man, the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at em!
[Chorus: Mya]
Ghetto superstar, that is what
schallt vom Asphalt hoch ins Paradies
Ich glaub' an nix bei all den Zaubertricks der Star-Maschinerie
Ich will keinen deutschen Hitler-Rap, ne, ich will
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