Lyrics:
Black cotton
Black cotton
Black cotton, a symbol for unrewarded struggle
Time for a little gospel tale
Ghetto gospel that is, listen
Rotten
Buildings are abandoned but the girls are still pretty
A child looks in the mirror
Yeah to see my life clearer
All I see is ghetto keys to this jet black
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
America will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is, the troublesome black
You're televised through our vision
While I black you get imprisoned
When my eyes see through your eyes
Your hypnotized
Subconsciously you change
You're televised through our vision
While I black you get imprisoned
When my eyes see through your eyes
Your hypnotized
Subconsciously you change
black politicians
Scratching and itching
Middle finger to the ghetto it ain't helping they image
First they get elected then they start switching
my lonely in the ghetto zone
Mutha fucka better realize, I'm not alone
(Chorus 2x)
(old man)
Who's that (Jokers and freaks)
Who's there?
No, stop
respect
Even if she's got man
Ghetto, player you must understand
That's you baby's momma (baby mama drama)
Don't be late payin' your bills
It takes two
associates
I'm a bachelor
2% of African-American males
Got a masters
99% of you rappers
Don't own your masters
85% of people are enslaved
By the 10%
I want ya'll to play this at funerals in the hood
'Til all this black on black crime stop
Some say the blind lead the blind
But in the ghetto you
the poor niggas, the pen niggas
The rich niggas (ghetto), the strong niggas
Unite
There's more us than it is of them
Look around (ghetto)
(If there's
chicks don't wanna fuck with me
Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of Jigga
gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me
I'm a ghetto soldier, gunman sing oh!!!!!!!
I'm a ghetto soldier, cowboy sing oh!!!
I'm a ghetto soldier, bad man sing oh!!!!!! (HEY!!!)
Verse 2
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
said I could sleep on the couch
By two A.M. I was digging her out
Fuck the ghetto bird
"Which way is he going now?"
"Ok, now, now he's, he's
Yeeeeah
[Hook :x 2]
In the ghetto, I'm living in a ghetto world
In the ghetto (in the ghetto), it's a struggle but I gotta maintain
[Trae]
(What you gon' play now?)
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Every ghetto got a different name, but they all the same
So Coolio loco,
(What you gon' play now?)
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Get on up
Every ghetto got a different name, but they all the same
So Coolio loco,
a loser alcohol abuser
two youngsters roll up on a beach cruiser
one on the peddles the other on the handle bars (what)
tryin' be ghetto stars they
friend to a stranger AKA handicap gang banger
There's a lot in my life I regret becomin' a ghetto vet
Fool I'm a Vet
[Repeat: x2]
Fool I'm a vet
level
with a clear scope, and range on things hang
out by the speaker if you're weak or come and eat
From the strong song, that's if you are what you eat
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
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