Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Hell, artist - Afu-Ra. Album song State Of The Arts, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.06.2005
Record label: Decon Media
Song language: English
Ghetto Hell |
Cradled in the womb of the metropolis, dodging hell swarm |
Vision of going to heaven, nothing can stop this |
Although I’m optimistic, balance it with being realistic |
Is paradise is part of the plan, or scribbled in some book and shit |
It all goes down as rain drops on my neighborhood, I love my hood |
And motherfucker this ain’t good, crackheads selling dope to dope heads |
On blocks that’s rented by house niggas |
That’s all getting rich off of the bloodshed |
And as I experience, none the lesser, and it’s high |
And it’s high as I got off of the reefers |
The balance levels of horror, yo, ain’t never disappear |
I know, you know |
It’s like we livin' in hell in the ghetto |
I know, you know |
Babies is dying in the ghetto |
I know, you know |
Mothers are crying in the ghetto |
I know, you know |
It’s like we livin' in hell in the ghetto |
I know, you know |
Like that, like that, like that, like that |
I put the pedal to the metal, heavy metal in the ghetto |
I ain’t got to raise it, cause hell is the grimey ghetto |
I guess that’s the catalist for so many fantasies |
We can fantasize and happen to be surrounded by misery |
The daughters and sisters, the little bitties |
Princess inside ya beautiful |
But mommy can’t afford the sparkles and dresses |
As a matter of fact, kids around here |
Need to be walking with a vest on |
Cause the quietest streets around here, can be a war zone |
And I’m in such disgust, cause the police |
Instead of protectin and serving, they serving us |
They brutalizin' and battering, as a matter of fact |
They play ghetto, officers, I see them laughing |
Trynna pick up girls in uniform |
Hanging out them college dorms, we need some inform |
Why is he a ghetto? |
cause society divided by nothing, but money, hello |
From city to city, all over the globe |
So many poverty stricken lives, the facts’ll make ya heads explode |
Cities and families, all over, global over load |
From Brownsville to Russia, through Somalia through Croatia |
Lyrics are live, fight to survive, it’s a horror ride |
Demons coming for your hide, but there’s no where to run |
Straight up, and there’s no where to hide |
Guess what, cause negative situation is winning by a landslide |
And if you living this life, there’s the worst schools |
And the worst doctors, guess what? |
Society got ya |