| Livin' in the ghetto this is where I stay
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| (What we do) what we do (to get by) to get by
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| Live or die, the world is a ghetto
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| Lets take a journey to the other side
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| Where many people learn to live with their handicaps
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| While others die
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| Where muthafuckas had no money spots
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| And if they did then they ass went insane
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| When all the money stops
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| I’m from the ghetto so I’m used to that
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| Look on your muthafuckin map and find Texas
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| And see where Houston at
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| Its on the borderline of hard times
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| And it’s seldom that your hear niggas breakin' and givin' God time
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| That’s why your ask my ma pray for me
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| Because I know that even I got to die
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| And he got a day for me
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| And every morning I wake up I’m kinda glad to be alive
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| Cause thousands of my homeboys died
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| And very few died of old age
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| In most cases the incident covered up the whole page
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| From Amsterdam to Amarillo
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| It ain’t no secret
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| The world is a ghetto
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| What we see (what we see) everyday (everyday)
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| Livin' in the ghetto this is where I stay
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| (What we do) what we do (to get by) to get by
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| Live or die, the world is a ghetto
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| Five hundred niggas died in guerilla warfare
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| In a village in Africa, but didn’t nobody care
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| They just called up the goddamn gravedigga
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| And said come get these muthafuckin niggas
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| Just like they do in the 5th Ward
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| In the South Park and The Bronx and the Watts
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| You know they got crooked cops
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| Working for the system
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| Makin' po muthafuckas out of victims
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| Don’t nobody give a fuck about the po
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| It’s double jeopardy if your black or latino
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| They got muthafuckin drugs in the slums
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| Got us killing one another over crumbs
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| Think I’m lying? |
| Well muthafucka I got proof
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| Name a section in your city where minorities group
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| And I’mma show you prostitutes, dope and hard times
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| And a murder rate that never declines
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| And little babies sittin on the porch smellin' smelly
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| Cryin cause they ain’t got no food in they bellies
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| They call my neighbourhood a jungle
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| And me an animal, like they do the people in Rwanda
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| Fools fleeing their countries to come here black
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| But see the same bullshit and head right back
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| They find out what others already know
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| The world is a ghetto
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| What’s up outta towner? |
| Southern nigga downer
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| I wish you would bring your muthafuckin ass around here
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| With that hip shit shit from your block
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| You fuck around and get shipped back home to ya momma in a pine box
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| Cause we don’t play that shit in 5th Ward
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| We got killas and hustlas and playas to so nigga disregard
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| What your seeing on them western movies
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| Cause yo! |
| I ain’t never rode a horse before
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| Ho, think we slow? |
| Smash the gas
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| And watch how fast I’ll put these hands on yo' bitch ass
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| Try to load them dice, you’ll meet the gravedigga
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| Cause game recognize game scheisty ass nigga
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| See I done seen fools die for less
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| Than a goddamn cigarette butt, for fuckin' wit my set
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| So get that frown off your face busta
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| Cause you ghetto ain’t no harder than mine
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| Muthafucka
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| What we see (what we see) everyday (everyday)
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| Livin' in the ghetto this is where I stay
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| (What we do) what we do (to get by) to get by
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| Live or die, the world is a ghetto |