I'm livin' in the ghetto, it's so hard livin in the ghetto Livin' in the ghetto, livin' in the ghetto Livin' in the ghetto is hard Livin' in the ghetto
'm livin' in the ghetto, it's so hard livin in the ghetto Livin' in the ghetto, livin' in the ghetto Livin' in the ghetto is hard Livin' in the ghetto
across from hell, I can't cry Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin to my peoples when they
the whip and spray the whole strip (for you, I walk up close and lay a nigga's kin) For you, there ain't a damn thing that I won't do I'm a thug, this
-oh, can't recall in between Whole state pulsate, we can wrinkle the town Park jams dark shams niggaz breakin it down Niggaz rock the heaters, my clique rocked Adidas Didn't
my man) They don't even understand (They don't even understand) Just because I let you get some that don't make you the one We ain't even in love (You
your fist And all the while it becomes the end again Make up your mind cause I can't decide You think uniqueulism makes you dignified You can't see
could give a fuck about ya tossin all ya tough talkin You don't like me nigga hit me in my mouth Man don't talk about it be about it get cha point across
, can't recall in between Whole state pulsate, we can wrinkle the town Park jams dark shams niggaz breakin it down Niggaz rock the heaters, my clique rocked Adidas Didn't
that your my man) They don't even understand (They don't even understand) Just because I let you get some that don't make you the one We ain't even in
, it don't come concurrent Still, you know the dope won't stop And if I die today bury me in a dope-ass watch They say we can't be livin' like this for
stomp the ground (Wooh!) Like a million elephants Or Silverback Orangutangs You can't stop the train Who wants some? Don't come unprepared I'll be there
be But it's all to think when you're strugglin' and can't sleep 'Cause you're hungry but can't eat, 'cause livin' just ain't free But shit, Pappa been
ghetto We settle That's my life - story of a nigga in the ghetto Crack rock slangin in the ghetto Momma why you leave me in the ghetto The ghetto [Scarface
't gonna fall, overnight [rock roc] I got an american dream of gettin out the ghetto Runnin out they mails About the loved ones that said they love me, but didn't
livin' in hell they say I'm wrong for teaches this on fuck what you believe, can't heal by myself that's the way I'm livin', this is my life [Chorus:
Tek on the track and we rock with the Ghost [Styles P:] Damn right I make gangster music But I still spit poetry like Langston Hughes did Pressures of the ghetto
Mike] It ain't surprisin' these motherfuckers still hatin', They must don't know, I ain't that nigga to be played with, Different stages, way back in '88t