Lyrics:
I'm from is not a slum or a ghetto
It's a grassy green meadow where the atmosphere's mellow
With sunny warm shadows and friendly hellos
A place with
behind (left behind)
Imagine in the ghettos of the mind (ghettos of the mind)
Come on
Yeah, uh
That's right, come on
The ghetto
Talkin' from
behind (left behind)
Imagine in the ghettos of the mind (ghettos of the mind)
Come on
Yeah, uh
That's right, come on
The ghetto
Talkin' from
did get rid ah' all excesses
Alwayz stay true to my truez
I can do this
Gotta shake theze problemz
Get away from theze ghetto bluez
Ghetto Bluez has
Yeah, it's been a long ride just to get here
Still got a ways to go
Don't know how much longer I can hold on
Say a prayer for me
Keep me in your
to God
I want me to go sanctify by myself
Prayers to God
I want me to go sanctify by myself
Prayers to God
I want me to go sanctify by myself
Prayers
New York New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
Keep me in your head, cause I'm standing on the edge
Say a prayer for me, say a prayer for me
And keep me in your thoughts, cause right now it's all
I have some angels now I don't need no friends around
You will never find another like me
All my ghetto angels from heaven looking down
Just please
the ghetto doesn't mean you can't grow
I had dreams of Gil Scott still runnin' from the vulture
But we the only ones still fighting for the culture, true
But
New York New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
to driving the latest jags
To rock rags made by Italian fags
See, I never meant to fall in love with this shit
But Miss Ghetto you's a slut so I'm divorcing
With Ghetto Angels all serenading
Ghetto angels all serenading
Congregating at heaven's gates
Like the cherubs mentioned in Revelations
Where we're from
We on a world tour
Wale your man hustlin' in each and every ghetto with the mic in my hand
New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale
Hard nights in the ghetto
We tryna go from rags to riches
We can't pack ah suitcase
But we can pack ah pistol
We gotta get it out the mud
Cuz our
the heart of the ghetto
Still Katz sells bags and strings
Calling you back are the streets of the ghetto
Climb the stairs where you're from
There's
the buildings
Ghetto children this is how we living
All my gangsta soldiers in the prison
Don't worry it's a totally new beginning
My people's been in
Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel
Man, man look up at the sky
All the stars man the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at 'em
Ghetto superstar, that is what you are
Comin' from afar
'Til the news cycle ends
So, he empties out a clip of Thoughts and Prayers
Thoughts and Prayers
Thoughts and Prayers
Front and center gun debate is in
Yo, in case you ain't know
I go by the name of Akon and I'm from
(Africa, Africa)
Home of the Goree Islands
I'm from Senegal, West-side
(Africa,
know you motherfuckers can relate
It's written down in ghetto law and taught by this ghetto church
That's why my hollow keeps me strapped, cause
fuckin' rich
Made a hundred bands a day, we make it flip type shit
Brand new K it's a new Drac', it pack and kick type shit
Tell em ghetto angels
Tell em
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
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