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Ghetto

The Dayton Family

F.B.I.

1996

boys
Hand me a shotgun, cause them are my ghetto toys
This ghetto mentality, I live in a ghetto town
Bang to the boogie boom, lets fight to our ghetto

Das ist der
Nightlife-Street-Slang-Ghetto-Song
Es gibt Drive-By
Wenn du in das Ghetto kommst
Yeah, und wir streben nach Glück
Doch die Polizei hält

and now we see
A brand new day
But lord we still need your grace
Theres so much further yet to go
And by faith
We will make it this I know
Through

with demons by myself
I don't need nobody else
Walked through hell and the unknown
Watch me make it on my own
Nobody supported me back in the days

Drive-by a nigga I'm all in his section
Tryna ride on my wave imma hop out n' wet em
These hoes be the set-up
Sauce onna pussy niggas needa ketchup
Meta Ian

smoked cigarettes
You held my hand
I don't know if I cried
But I
Yeah I cried today
Cause Maya all the things I think you wanted for me all along

delicious
I get that cash by the minute
Yo niggas never do shit
My hand in the sky, God is my witness
You ain't on shit that we on (you ain't on shit)
Lil

Even get told I’m too loud by my boo now (my Boo)
Always in detention, drawing big crowds (Teach)
Do you have an off button, cause you too loud (Shh)

pointing all their hands to the problem
Until we understand the serpents in the mirror of the object that keeps us distracted
So we steady subtracting

with the mystic hand
Map it out and tap it out all black kicks
If you try to stack five then we have to stack six
You go by the numbers the facts

spines, I'm known to extort rhymes
I swing them around like nunchucks for the dumb fucks you numb nuts ain't got this shit
It breaks your hands as soon

time for church games can't play
When I lift up his name yeah my hands just raise
Can't help it but once you felt it Yeah you can't stay the same
Holy

a nasty habit
That was the first of many  now I'm having trouble stopping it from happening
Going to put me in the early grave and what I mean by that
Is

on his trail,
wait to he leave catch him by himself,
stand over his body watch his last breath,
my brother got bails he stay by himself,
he ruthless, Aim

keep my soul safe but it ain't easy)
Who would want a cold grave? Never ever leave me
(Angels by my side, hope they'd never ever leave)

I speak

There'll never be another
And my heart won't even search anymore
'Cause I've found what I've been looking for

Even as the days go by
This feeling that I

a purge
Uppin' the blinky like it was an urge
Uppin' the blinky, you better behave

I'm tellin' you niggas, stay out by the way
Jump in that water, I hope

dying, calling me a dumbshit
Hip hop showed up like, Sit the fuck down son, this time I’m a run shit
Kept the notebooks by the bedside
Kept waking up

loud in the crowd but I'm proud of the man that I am and understand this is not a unique Condition just on a mission to spread the words to be heard by

blind.
How can I be who I am.
With consequences at hand.
Memories never fade.
So its hard to land a branch.
Ex girl always bothering.
Need to do well, so

to me that's accessible
See my pen game's impeccable, beats bang by the decibel
Try to put me in a box, stuck on the shelf like collectibles
In the belly

need to conquer
Star studded they coming they coming to capture
And release
Maybe they are motivated by the force
Of mother nature
I don't want to be

as the world goes by
Passing you
Take downers
To counteract the speed
Ecstasy for me
Viagra for my grandfather's seed
Ridalin for my son
Fix the BD
Forget all

cigarette fumes and stuck at this trail
Chasing the same first high that I had
I remember the first pill I had in my hand
I was gassed like the canisters I'd