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U R Ghetto 2002

Kardinal Offishall

Quest for Fire: Firestarter, Vol. 1

2001

Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that you're fly
But the home girls walk right by
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think ya got clout
But your

Riding round with the windows down
Youngin keep yo head up
Can't walk around with yo headphones in yo head fuck is you lacking for
Wet the track up

Use get down with my cousin remember when we was still little we stole from the store
Now we not going for nothing we out switching whips hitting

white chalk mullato
My motto
Is to be judged by 12 never carried by 6 so I walk around like pharrell holding the clips
Malicious heroin needles push in

Hang 'Em High

Sadat X

Wild Cowboys

1996

your head wide open 
Hopin  to spot  a chip in this frame 
I lived and died by the burnin flame 
Of the OK Corral  Cowboy style 
From the Quarters

where you pasted
Can't see him john cena, we lay him to rest where he lie
The blood was the last thing he tasted
He faded out
Air it out
Walk through

midnights Many have talked about them and their struggles 
But they couldn't walk a mile in their shoes 
or take on their troubles 
and justice ain't always

environment's cash
me I'm flyer than that I'm on a mountain top
a little bit of wine in a flask
look at me mind and I ask the spirit hides in a mask
and its

(walk away from me)
We different, I'm not the one to converse (uh-huh)
By the time you mumble your verse
I'll be in top five company, comfortably,

the trenches
John Wick on your block he
Have you running jumping fences
Free little cronem locked down
Up in detention

On my grind I can't sleep
We gon' win for

what I do best and leave you alone
Alright, we started off on the right foot
But then you threw a little shade
Now I'm like, what
We were cool just

saw him falling like lightning
Don't worry about the outcome I had John put it writing
I warned you this was coming shhhh stop all of your crying
I

off and I hope that you're there to see
Apparently time flying by good shit going on nonstop
I'm balling on em like Utah when they was playing with John

to press me
I'm god modding, i'm god body
Feel like John gotti
Won't abide by these niggas egos
I'm shooting freethrows
This the return of the free flow

and Chris
Runnin' down full court
Fast break offense guaranteed they're gonna score it
Tryna get the quick point guarded by no one
They could get it Tim's

scientifically you can never get to the distance

Which you can't divide it by half
You could get to the size of an atom and divide that space
By half
And as they

a girl in pink suspenders
And her buz-whams were stupendous
Like two bald-headed men sitting side by side
She wore a BRA SIZE 45 and she could jump

memory jogging
Not to be rude but let me do this more often
She love when I create tension
Subject matter expert
I'm on top of it
The world let's not walk

the mountains by a gorge
I be washing niggas like I gotta do the chores
Of course
You do it big but lil bitch I do it lorge

You bitches is stupid
Got the glockie

in bars, hardly in penitentiary
Giving niggas life by overload via sensory
Making niggas wife the hoes and go for the Kimberly's
Yellow over the pink

to day
Shittt, you gotta play to play
So he changed up
Pockets all banged up
They was having Good Times and he was John Amos
He said baby, lets make it

to hear it
Ima up this bitch every time I be on my pivot
I don't do no drive by
Walk up and face mines
Taught me how to rock it fast nigga turn the pen

Glow^ by Ben Mattke

I think I’m ready for a Glow-Up
Imma a take it like a hold up
Put the money in the bag
Imma keep it like swag
Imma spend it

A little sprung off the news that we get
Herd of sheep no corny em lines
The rules that we set go to sleep
Breathing in chem lines
Or chem trails