Lyrics:
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin'
where the boys die by the thousand
Back when Pam was on Martin yeah that's where it all started
When Denzel was blottin' carpet, I'll pack a nine
It never shines in the ghetto
It always rains in the hood
Nigga, if you came from the hood
Then you probably gon' stay in the hood
Niggas get
any click that's winnin' any crew
Doin' whatever's trendy, even they leave me too
Ain't enough room in this town
What is beef between ghetto word
the rocks before the rock paid me
That's all I know it's this ghetto
Late nights where you had shot echo
This the hood life, this the good life
Young love
life is so real, they dog me in and bring me home nine-trey
Took the city on my own crime raid (N.Y.C.)
Invadin' clubs, with brazy bloods (tell 'em)
the one that put me
In a direction to speak on something that's realer than the TV screen
By any means, wasn't trying to offend or come between
Her
me crossed tryin to be the boss, no one can stop us
Niggaz dream of six figures, handle our business in choppers
Feds can't comprehend my ghetto
Sir I
Don't push me, because I'm close to the edge
Livin on this thin line, I know the ledge
Allegience I pledge strictly to my comittee
Way above
I'm in a grave wit a dog collar
I'm brown by honor, yeah
They want me goin by the rules dawg
But that aint somethin I can do dawg
We got different
Sometimes it make me want to go and make a bet
I did away with Malcolm and released this stress by any means
These petty dreams will only get me stuck in
deadline's only in my mind
But I wanna get it done by nine
I'm on a deadline
Turned my phone off
Turned the air-con on
But the voices in my head keep going
at a skyscraper reaching into heaven
When over in the ghetto I'm livin' in hell
Just play ball or be an entertainer
'Cause niggaz like me can't read too well
From The Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto Ghetto
Where We bust and Let Em Go Let Em Go Let Em Go
You know dem 9s start bussin
I’m in the lab I’m cooking
Yeah,it's on for the 1-9-9-9
Project Pat in this hoe
Putting this ghetto bump in ya speaker
Hypnotize done made it
You know the business hoe
getting ready, everybody ready
Yeah! For a new day, for a new day
Celebrate and say a-A-A-A-A-A-A-Aye
How everybody gon’ phase me when
I live in the cut?
I'm ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms (arms)
Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm (whoo), broke nigga
[Chorus: x2]
of a building
Your body's found by children
Playin' hide go seek
All we found was his skeleton
In the back of a car
You spawned with the wrong guard
You know my
"...invaded by hordes of scummy, race-mixing traitors and Red-led
Marxist
mongrels demanding human rights for subhumans. Yes, once again,
we see
Throwing up blood.
Fuck it Lay, let's sign our life away!
You see me
I ain't givin' up a motherfuckin' thang
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no
Everybody on the planet understand it I give them a drug
And I get no rest time until it sets shines
I say it's Alucard you call it Tech N9ne
By now you
the struggle, you know
Real shit everyday, everyday shit is real
(Every hood)
every ghetto, every block, every trench) I know how you feel, yeah, look
I been out
make me talk
Can’t get me to blink back
I needed to be by myself
I needed to be on my own
Had a few homies betray me
I hate that it turned me so cold
I
sound like a drive by
keep chicks moving
heat keep them open
put em in the mood and they leave something broken
D.J set the scene to it in the club
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