Lyrics:
to skeet crack
I represent the slum
Gangsta body dipped in all black
Don't act like you ain't know that
My clique is quick to go at
Any of why yall
How we come up
By pulling up
Promise we gon' live it up
This for my ballers world-wide, state
To state,
City
To city,
We on the rise
Turn my music high
You see
He use to be well off and had a stable life
Cool job
Pretty chick that he woulda made his wife
So much potential from the
Ghetto rose in
the world dirty blood Death's blood on head nationless annihilation and the Christman's religion? Suffer now for the paradise that is to come Chosen Aryan
and mixin')
[Verse 2]
I been around the world and back, and got nuttin' to show for it
By now, I thought I would've explode to bits
Huh, but it's been
the niggas in the ghetto be hatin on you cause you made it out?
Yeah son, what is that, what you call that?
Dad, that only be two words. PLAYA HATA.
I'm flossin'
And aggravating agitatin' niggas
Connected to this swingin'?
Chasin' my treasure
Is that enough good math like? measure
I? the world
I sell fifty dollar clips at the colleges
to future lawyers, optometrists and magazine columnists (huh)
Ghetto politics, I drop a load
of raps that
in the business
Gifted skills for a lady in a man's world
I was meant to make millions
Triple platinum mission, II Tru's been gettin' up in this rap
behind
I came in this world way beyond my time
And then put in more work in
Than all these niggas combined
Uh, add it up, they don't even do the math
By
movie
Fights, cops, snitch, fans this is midwest
Been around the world, seen a lot of things
Seem like I'm attached to the
Ghetto like a wedding ring
a smokin' barrel
But you can hardly blame a world that you ain't hardly travel
Just know we brothers, only God can judge us
And with this music I'ma make
comeback, but didn't touch my score
A Farrakhan listener, white world prisoner
My frisk down is just like the state pen for visitors
Ghetto red hots, guns,
Some live the good life loungin' by the pool
Catching a suntan and everything's cool
Male or female, you want to be set
In the big mansion drinking
And let a big nigga chill
[Big Moe]
See I finally realize
That the whole world is in disguise
And all the pain that's in my eyes
Came with the fame,
and build a basis
Treaded the sandhills, hip hop is my oasis
[Verse One]
It all began up in 100 dwight
When my uncle younganutt handed me my first mic
At 13
Tell me that it's on, so that we can get it on
I been around the world, no more for me to see
I stay on the roll, lifestyle celebrity
My time
on your wrist, really is made of ice
Can you plеase be kind enough to freezе this
Uno Momento I, grew from the ghetto
You, knew me as Senzo, now it's dude
vibes
Okay I'm from the dirty, need to be sanitized
Product of ghetto teaching this ain't that class at DeVry
Moving that cocaina they call it that
say
Rejected and unwanted by the system
Casualties army rebel youth take a stand
We were taught to be hard to survive in this world
If you don't
time for the enemy
I'm too busy cooking this melody
I don't got time to play
I'm slowly paving my way
I'm taking life day by day
I know one day they'
every single man on my team is winnin'
We sittin' in your trees reachin' up to the sky singin'
(La la la la la la la la la la la)
Yo, hey yo, we rock illa
deinen Reimketten
O-F Main bleibt Ghetto, in dieser Stadt bin ich geboren
Kapitalverbrechen für Kapital hardcore
Drive-by mit AKs, siehst die Löcher
for the light
Before darkness wins the auction »
We were poets in exile
We were crappy little smokers
It was written in a file
By someone in the ghetto
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