More Than One Way Out Of The Ghetto

Now a while ago,

I had to do a little bid

Cause of the things I wanted,

as a little kid

I wanted to be like the dealers a lot

Cause of the things they had and the respect that they got

All the girls used to jock 'em

And I wondered why my parents used to knock 'em

I had a talent, or a hobby you should say

I like rap, or poetry, but anyway

Stay away from drugs,

I paid it no mind

I wanted to hustle for bread,

Instead of writin rhymes

So I said to hell with it

Instead of stayin away from drugs

I was sellin itI was out all day until the job was done

Instead of rockin the parties I was robbin 'em

The females, paid me no mind, not a Giant

Andre Barnes at the time

But the rock started sellin, the dough was comin in

Dealers wanted in, girls started runnin in

Some said I'm crazy how I'm livinI must be,

crazy cash and crazy women

Yeah my gear was right

They called me

Andre the Giant and it wasn't cause of my height

Losin G's in celoI never sweat it;

Cause my connect got kilos

My bank, two thou that's what's in it

Rollin celo, headcrack makin G's in a minute

Oh yeah I'm all for dis

Yeah I'm handsome,

But the money made me gorgeous

Now the girls wanna see me

The little kids around the block wanna be me

I was chillin, in thousand dollar coats

I had links and ropes, and yo the shit was dope

I had the jewels oh did I have the jewels

The talk of the town, the neighborhood news

But friends weren't true inside

They were passengers, goin along for the ride

And it makes you say damn!

Because I feel so hard

I had scars on my hands

I thought I'd be fine

But I got bagged and snagged and then I had to do a little time

Friends don't hang it's a waste of timeI got one dollar,

One girl and some great rhymesI pursued the wrong dream

Now to make a fast buck I gotta schemeFind a celo game, yo

Bank I gotta buck

I ace to a deuce, yeah that's just my luck

I gotta go right and exactInstead of a package,

I wanted a mic and a hype trackInstead of robbin the parties,

I'm rippin 'em

MC's were gettin done, every week a different one

It's time to put my talent to use

There's no excuse, I just gotta get loose

And now I'm really convinced

I got raw with Lord Finesse,

And been straight since

Now you see how I lost it

But I bounced back,

You might not be as fortunate

So take heed my friend

Before you take a shortcut that leads to a dead end

Take my advice cause the Giant said so

And remember -- there's more than one way out the ghetto