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of my heart (in the torture chamber of my heart)
Laid out on that floor, those nights hanging by a thread, unsure whether it was desire or despair that

and raised in Columbus
A product of the Southside
800 South Champion
That's where I learned not to die
Gun shots through the night
Ghetto birds in the sky
I

hard times grinding Out the mud still can't get out Ongawd

Aye you remember them hard times stealing Out the store Tryna get by Ongawd

You remember

can't have a difference, without us killing each man sickening
You know these children listening Whitney said they're the future
They're influenced by

on the phone it's a different tone
Even tho niggas movin funny i never once thought about standing by that back door

Mmmm
Art in da ghetto nigga

blir mördad (fuck aina)

Kvar i skit gör att ser ett liv skördat
Betrakta skiten från min RS6a ny servad
N kan ghetto Svär N kan stordåd
Många gånger

I don't wanna play a playa position
But I'm the playa definition
Put these beats in submission
I need a… ghetto brunette unforgetable sex
Ya I might

potholes
Now zombies on them streets 
Niggas zooted, broke, depressed & chained up by some LEAN

Can't blame my ghetto yout
When government, a money fiend

by the way I hold myself and my dick
I'm Melbourne's ambassador, moved out to Canada
Oz hatin' on me, no! Why would they be mad at us, dog?
Why would

the energy right 
Every man to a woman by the end of the night 
Table full of drinks, grab whatever you like
But if I don't recognize you just step

feeding me grapes by the sea
It's been four years and some months, I might light up some runts and fuck her til she bleed
I'm on some ecstasy, I'm trying

I can rise yah
Most time focus minding
Ghetto shining Hunger pains
Cold rains and try again
Sweat blood and tears
We used to it man
Lemme walk thru my

through the city
Wayside chillin
See me swang swanging through the city

Coolin' out by the Wayside
Every days been a haze, I
Sometimes wish I was raised

chill out
You all need chill out life ain't all about
Champagnes and chinchillas
Girls in the ghettos with
Dreams of Cinderella
Hooked on a leash

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

drama
Don't go finding a reason, Look
Don't get your ass ran
Over by these gangsters
Snatch your chain and don't give it
Back until you pay us
Bricks

with gloves on
living in the ghetto
cnd now they playin' my song,

Tonight
is the night

Tonight
is the night

Power Verse

I'ma take my time when we

the pain, did it by myself
Homie
party
, that my favorite hobby
Yo
I got a chick that ghetto
That look like model
I send her out of town, 
Shortie wanna be

doors and swing  fours eat chicken out the box 
leaning in a cream rolls 
raised in the hood amongst hustlas and crooks 
influenced by the gees you can

this for the streets,
I do
this for the ghetto,
I do
it for the
thugs and the
gangstas,
I do it for the hustlers,

This for my homies that really rap all

tunnel
Ghetto art depictin' thugs
You know the drugs they juggle
From where haters were disguisin'
Tryna front they love you
Look you eye to eye
Then they

just merit scholar with a bunch of ghetto manuscripts,
my palette is as wide, as a world class chef,
get close to my grip you will taste a bite of this

the pain, did it by myself
Homie
party
, that my favorite hobby
Yo
I got a chick that ghetto
That look like model
I send her out of town,
Shortie wanna be

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