Lyrics:
with him, made me a hustler
Born as a ghetto child, raised in the projects
Revolutionaries, who ain't open up they eyes yet
Life of a slave, ain't no
for my,
Ghetto eyes, ghetto eyes, yeah yeah
[Verse 3]
A nigga was born torn in half, by his grandma and dad
One believed in culture and the other ones
Hard times will tell
My foes are all same
Equal love
To All my girls
Nwa amu na ghetto
Raised in pain
I grew in sodom
Paper minded
Lose or gain
Being
was hard
Feel the pain in these songs that I get across
Damaged from the past and these ghetto scars
Finally made it to the point where everything is
crying for this pain pills
I be feeling all the pain still i aint letting go
In the ghetto
Oh see my life been so stuck nigga
All these demons my friends
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don't wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
Everyday I'm livin with stress
So I
pray to
God that I breathe everywhere I go
My ghetto is-my ghetto is pain
Everyday that I try-I pray to God to get by
Everywhere I go
My ghetto is-my
(Remember Pun?)
Yeah, check me out
(Remember Pun?)
Terror Squad
I'll battle you all, from the charts to ghetto stars
Face Triple Seis,
the man
Then hold him again
We empty his pockets
Paper was blank
We writing commandments
Bring back the mammoths
Size that bitch up
Then put that punk out
fair it's all a part of the game
I got a M for dumb shit and not a problem with pain
'Cause in the end pain came with everything that I gained
pain (invision my pain)
Trying to pretend that the ghetto was all good
Ya' know what I really wish for change
But it seems killas and drug-dealas
But
so much pain and misery
Little ghetto boy
Your daddy was blown away
He robbed that grocery store
Don't you know that was a sad, sad old day?
All
so much pain and misery
Little ghetto boy
Your daddy was blown away
He robbed that grocery store
Don't you know that was a sad, sad old day?
All
raisin me and my brotha through the days of drama
No more ghetto cries here momma wipe away ya tears
'cause by this time next year it's gon be off this
I broke the law and I used a gun
I broke the Ten Commandments one by one
I always wished that I had a son
Just to teach him not to
I lived in
Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war
And just for that alone she shouldn't feel no pain no more
Cause one day we'll all be together, sipping heavenly
Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war
And just for that alone she shouldn't feel no pain no more
Cause one day we'll all be together, sipping heavenly
[Prod. By Shingie-Lee]
You're China
[Pre-Chorus : Viny]
Uh uh
Uh uh Yeah
[Chorus : Viny]
Spitting them bars they holy (holy)
Gotta push our work
what I would do
Don't let us die in vain
Don't let them see our pain
Wash these demons away
Wash these demons away
You are all unwelcome to Sin City
Yet
a house fire
Got a .9 right by her panty line, she'll blow you away like a dandelion
Before they cross me, they'll nail me to it
And I'ma dance when it's
(I just have one question)
Fuck outta my business
I did things that most
Men will ask forgiveness broke the code
The commandments from my descendants
In my life
In my life
There's been heartache and pain
In my life
There's been heartache and pain
There's been heartache and pain
In my life
"Your life has been marked
By considerable pain
Do you think you'll ever get to
The point where you can live
A normal, happy life?"
No, but i i'm
all
The fools against him
Dealin’ with the mass confusion
Robbin’ and lootin’ and drive by shoots
(Tit's) but in the ghetto it’s
An everyday thang
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