[Hook: No more paaaiiinn, No more pain for my dead No more teaaarrsss, No more tears for to cryyyyy
Jones] Mike I Cry for my ghetto we keepin us down of helpin each other we behind backs talkin down People killin, jackin, stealin, for things Takin the risk of caught with a hole in they brain My name is Mike and I'm on the microphone Let it be we the reason we get picked on Now tell me, how am I supposed to be When I seen my dad my whole life of livin why I'm givin everything that I got to my momma For me and my brotha through the days of drama No more ghetto cries here momma wipe ya tears 'cause by this next year it's gon be off this year No more ghetto here momma wipe away ya tears by this time next year it's gon be off this year No more ghetto cries here momma wipe away ya 'cause by time next year it's gon be off this year
[Chorus: - repeat 2X] cry, Ghetto cry, Ghetto cryyyyyy Ghetto
it It's the world gettin colder by the minute It's ashame niggaz in this game flip boulders for some spinach Just to survive and put clothes on they Niggaz in the street will kill for fo's on they 'llac Leave holes in ya You seen the news dog, still attack To of us black So I fo my stack I'm doin it the way But if I have to, I'll do it an evil way But I don't want my to cry I rather get life and then slice till my ??? to fly All I want, is drama to die Fuck beef I'm tryin to make sure the on my hummer looks fly But I really hate death in I hope I never see a suit Unless I'm Men In Black I'm Magnificent (who?) but the will never be dat I prayin for tomorrow just so I can see dat
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