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'Cuz my pops was killed by the fucking L.A.P.D
Yes they killed my daddy, yup they killed my daddy
And if I don't blast 'em back, you know they gonna

blinded by the trick knowledge
Caught a case, got kicked out
I ain't skip college
But got my intellect from dark
Deals for dirty dollars
Wise writers

song like Pac needs to get around
Now think about a ghetto child whose
Mom and dad are never
Found so they get placed all
Day around to whoever now

four them
By the tower
Knew some old hеad niggas that bought 'em
Long story short, shit transformed
Now it's awesomе
He up flossin', made a pie out

stable
Streaming apps, better cable
A cool-ass neighbor (what's up?)
We be slidin' by with the orange wine
Got incense and candles lit (ah)
Smellin'

car?
He'll get you one
You don't have no self-respect
You feel like an insect
Well don't you worry buddy
'Cause here he comes

Through the ghettos

trop racaille pour être dans la hype
Si j'baisse la vitre, c'est pas pour le driving (gang)
Click, click, pam, pam, c'est pour le drive-by
Un sol

Schluss mit gestern
Cryst schon wieder auf Ignorant beim Release-Friday
Doch das nächste Sample läuft schon auf den Beats by Dre
Zu wenig Empathie, ich

εθισμένος με το cash
Είναι μαύρα τα λεφτά μας γάμα τις πιστωτικές
Περήφανη η μάνα μου που βγήκαμε απ' το ghetto
Φράγκα από το ραπ μέσα στο studio συνθέτω
Άμα

tief unter der Erde
Wer sagt ich bin respektlos?
SBM ist die Gang, Si-Silla Beko
Im Ghetto herrscht Kriegszeit, yeah!
Ich komme heut' mit Fler
In Deckung

exterminated
Both of my parents were in
The Warsaw Ghetto uprising
And it is precisely and
Exactly because of the
Lessons my parents taught ME and my two

like apostles
Kid from the ghetto listening to heavy metal
Rock rolled in my sock
I ain't never been afraid
Renegade got bars like mess halls
Locked

cars, run down stars
Come round yours before you come round ours
Dem gyal come round Ghetto or come round last
Me and my niggas we don't hold back (boom)

tears in my sad eyes
I cruise through time barf living the
Fast light the fast lane
Fifth year owe you a pass-by
(I'm moving like)

If you ever see me

eyes open in my neighborhood
I'm knocking the game down you can
Have it when I'm done

Worldwide respected for my ghetto work ethic
Barely get to sleep

Of your songs a fifty-piece
We ghetto platinum, Boyz ENT
And free my nigga Ri'
Remember mama was on EBT, now we on BET
You know that nigga got some real

and romance and victims of bad chance
The kids who live and die by the knife
So many lives lost but so
Few stories are told
From the tramps on the pavements

niggas without me
And the homies looked out
I ain't had no clout
But the ghetto surrounding me
Now the lot of opportunities shadow me
Thankful for the ones

Or to those ghetto moms on crack
Give them my hats and my CDs
My pumps and my flats, my three TVs!"

"No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
But I weep

Vom Ghetto in die Charts
Lila Scheine in Aussicht
Deathrow-Flow, mein Feind ist das Blaulicht
Cohiba im Mundwinkel, mit den Jungs sitzend
In

rap de Téhéran
Comme ma bite
Ma ville d'XXX c'est ceux restés XXX
J'représente Ghetto Guêt-Apens
Ecole des Beaux-Arts Criminels
Street et texte XXX
Tu

Silla der K-K- ihr wisst schon
Deutschraps mephisto, panik in der disco
Komm ruf die 110 du musst wissen hier in
Tempelhof is drive-by kult
Ich steig in

run when I hear the iron blast
I’ll just laugh when I see
Them muthafuckin’ sirens flash

Ayo secretly assaulted
Decieving ghetto orphans
Momma ran

Men jeg har vært down med rap
Siden jeg hørte på Snap
Spør gutta i crew'sa mine
Er født i en by en jungel av betong
Jeg veit vi bor i Norge men yo