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Ghetto-ology

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Uh-huh Ben Hill been real

Still trill, Southwest

Y'all niggas wanna do somethin' with it?

Now from that ghetto

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Got one foot in, one foot out

Of the ghetto

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

That's why I know the things I know!

In the ghetto

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

And some of my friends done died befo'

In the ghetto

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

That's why I can't seem to let go

How do you feel when you judge quick

And you all up in my face and I ain't even spit?

Just like them folk that say they know me from my old days

I know you wonderin' about my spirit and my old ways!

You hearin' me spittin' the piece of mind, got you froze in time

Playin' catch-up with yourself

I'm on another level, and you can say I'm dead wrong

Even if you stay home

They gotta fight because you livin' in a war zone

Head strong

Can't leave it 'lone till they get and they gone

So now I'm stylin', my momma 'bout to travelin'

He be hangin' with them monsters and they smilin

And my babies' coughin', thinkin' they have TB

And they neva call him daily in that wee-wee

So what I find is to eliminate the problem

Befo' they cause problems

Befo' we have problems

Cause you thought you had it sewed up

Until that green house grew all of a sudden

Sho' nuff, it showed up

Now you didn't know he had it in him

The venom

It fits the test and I'm gon (win) him

Then the ride, can't be cryin' got it steady now

You need to find out, there ain't no time-outs

You can't sign-out, better than whine out

Don't drop the gun cause the street is gettin' packed now

Just let cones bang the ground, don't you back down!

For it's the fate, that brought you to this place now

So let it guide you and take you to that touch-down

And stay ground, so that you can stay proud

Cause one in, and one quick

Now from that ghetto

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Got one foot in, one foot out

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

That's why I know the things I know!

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

And some of my friends done died befo'

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

That's why I can't seem to let go

I got these jokers with their eyes red

Drinkin' too much, got dead

I make you shout it if you's in the 'burbs

It's from the one that data compare

Logistic, chicken biscuit

This Winter, he will forget the cold through a song

And my (party wrong), and my weak is strong

Just kept his back turned, yearned

For destruction bustin' microphones

Blessed the unprotected soul

Lettin' go, call him too much

Will get you off for sure

What's gon' save you from the hands of (why)

When them guys gone, and you (bet) home in the ghetto

They trappin' him off within then

Look at the fonky red'ead

Done flipped them all as dead

Paint wet, now I'm set

Fight the shit, watch it hit

Neighborhood charcoals

And that old (mark-o?)

After dawn, on the porch

(Got gone), mind blown

Niggas sold, new or old

It's gettin' sold in the ghetto

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Got one foot in, one foot out

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

That's why I know the things I know!

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

And some of my friends done died befo'

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

That's why I can't seem to let go

Now from the go child

God done gave me this vision quite some time ago

He taught me shout it when you (talk chance the blow?)

You preach that real shit 'till you can't doubt no mo'

Now wait a minute y'all, I am the one

That ride the rhythm from midnight to the morning sun

I do it for the freedom, finance, and forever fun

Now revolution of the mind has already begun

Now just a second y'all

For every thought is fulfilled in the prophecy

I'm supernatural and there is no stoppin' me

Even the ghetto is still God's property!

Ever since you was a youngster the devil been

Over your soul, like this one-eyed monster

Ain't no in between you either off or on

Never pass judgement

But the feeling is mutual

Pass the hog mog, tryin' to drown me

After years of gravel

You promised no rest to (blow) in weeks

I know you ain't choppin' in the next man footprints

Wobblin' like a duck

Stuck, crawlin' out the same hole

Me don't promote no mysterious behavior

(Pimped) and be dead

I used to flow, my high school goal

It come through in the ghetto!

Now from that ghetto

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Got one foot in, one foot out

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

That's why I know the things I know!

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

And some of my friends done died befo'

Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

That's why I can't seem to let go

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