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Woman of the Ghetto

Marlena Shaw

Diggin' on Blue

2004

I was born, raised in a ghetto
I was born and raised in a ghetto
I'm a woman, of the ghetto
Won't you listen, won't you listen to me, legislator

Unrecognised legislators of man
Battered old suitcase in my hand
Play guitar on the Baton Rouge
You know we know much better than you
Cause we're

greater
You are just a maker
I am the creator
You are the debater
I'm the legislator
You're a violator
I'm the dominator
Call me gladiator

Can't be my

Woman of the Ghetto

Marlena Shaw

Deep, Down and Discofied

2006

I was born, raised in a ghetto
I was born and raised in a ghetto
I'm a woman, of the ghetto
Won't you listen, won't you listen to me, legislator

serving fish eggs with a side of steak
I'm on my Wu tang and bone thugs shit
You girl called me told me come over trust I'll use that shit
My lyrics are

at my People like they thought these niggas was bulletproof uh
I got a target on my head
But I’m still out in them streets
Ten toes down
Who want the beef

legislators
No debating my homies catching cases 
Being misguided living in dangerous places
My mindset is telling me who's next
Is it me 

Not knowing today

Aye,
you are looking at the plug 
Got my trigger on the finger 
You been looking down the muzzle of the gun 
Aye,
I just like when they run 
Aye,
I

For they are life to  those who find, them
Health to all humanity more than anything, else
I got something to say and my speech is, great
Opening my

entrepreneurs in today's
Miniature you are the modern-day
Inventors scientists and lawyers
Legislators innovators investment
Bankers you are the next CEO you are

Drug Admin
And the runners are the doctors
Who keep the money coming in
Now their livers are broke
But natural therapy's a hoax
Keep 'em popping pills
So

change my ways
I, try to but I can't
These hoes are kryptonite
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not a player
I'm the one who made the game
I'm in them guts

killer, non-Hodgkin lymphoma
Whistleblower: men are afraid of
Label the threat a traitor
Executive legislator tryna suppress
Your behavior
Intelligence

on the people, not the money you caress
I got legislators on my phone cause we trying to impeach you
Yeah, we know you're filthy rich but we know that you ain't

to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who

Who Are You

The Who

Thirty Years of Maximum R&B

1994

to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who

They can't comprehend 
Like a legislator I gotta amend this shit
I'm the kid but I don't pretend with shit

Dabbin 
Dabbin like my homie gavin
Trappin

business
These poor working folks are mixed up in a big mess
Their bosses leech off their hard work
While they can't even make rent--who designed this

a target and I splatter you
Bulletproof vest, Prada, Sacks Fifth Avenue
Bring my older brother cause he an assassin too
Or else twenty-plus goons 'gwan blast

to the underground
And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin' punches around
And preachin' from my chair

Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who

is zis?
ARTHUR:  It is King Arthur, and these are the Knights of the Round
Table.  Who's castle is this?
GUARD:  This is the castle of my master, Guido

you
And you got no clue what others go through
All the shit that goes down you misconstrue
With no thoughts of who you screw
Cuz your thoughts are so

R-T-motherfuckin'-J
R-T-J
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, hey)
Ayy (hey, oh)
Ayy (oh, hey, oh)
Ayy

I swallow all my drugs 'til the pain is

Cabinet Battle 3 (Demo)

Lin-Manuel Miranda

The Hamilton Mixtape

2016

Slavery's a sin, it's growing like a cancer
But we can't address the question if we do not have an answer

Is it my turn? Good
Plantation states are