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Talking bout the ghetto funky ghetto
Trying to survive, to stay alive

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Even though the are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die a pipe in their mouths
Old school buddies not it right
Every day it's the
And it's the same every
I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that
If he played me close and tried to test my
Every day I just how I'll die
Only I know is how to survive
only one rule in the real world
And to take care of you, only you and yours
Keep with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then crime pay
Black man tried to into my house again
he got off early doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just that
I get a lot of so I'm giving it back to the

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So just peep the and don't call it crap
'Cause to me, life is one rap
though my sister smoked crack cocaine
She was months pregnant, ain't nothing changed
600 on a footbal team
And her baby dies just a dope fiend
The I tell is so incomplete
Five kids in the and no food to eat
Don't look at me and ask me why
Mama's next getting high
Even she's got five mouths to feed
She's spend her money on a h-i-t
I always tell the truth about like this
I if the mayor overlooked that list
Instead of adding to the task send some help
Waiting on him I'd better help
Housing and the O.P.D
All these guns just to me in the

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Even though put us down and call us animals
We make big banks and buy brand new clothes
fancy cars, make love to stars
Never really just who we are
We use names like too $hort
Sell you stuff you kill for
Young kids grow up and all they know
Didn't teach him in school now slangin dope
Only thing he is how to survive
But will he kill another brother he dies?
In the ghetto, you keep one eye
All day long, just hoping and
You can pay bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life you'll be up
me, but you don't see
Ten years from now, where you be?

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So game in a too $hort rap
Blacks be white and whites can't be black
Why you act like someone else?
All you gotta do is be yourself
We're all the same underneath
Short in the house you'd better listen to me
Never be of what you are
Proud to be black tall at heart
though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, you put em in check
Cause when ignorant, you get treated that way
And when throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you listen it's not my fault
be getting paid while you'll be paying the cost
Sitting in the running your mouth
While me and my try to get out

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