
Date of issue: 10.11.2002
Song language: English
Born In The Ghetto |
— *Lamajic talks & harmonizes in background* |
Yeah, it’s time baby |
It’s time to speak the truth, maturity |
Huh, niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the real |
Ya call yourself real, ya gotta start speakin about the real |
This is Joe Crack The Don, and this is what I’m bringin to you |
Uh, yo, nowadays, I’m flirtin with uncertain death |
Lord I gotta be dyin, cause after all this cryin, how much more hurtin’s left? |
When will the pain stop? |
This depression and anxiety, is gonna make me show another side of me |
My niggas ride with me cause I’m the truth |
There’s benefits to rollin with this clique, don’t nobody fuck with you |
Still they label me a tyrant and a backstabber |
But study the facts of crack, the shit don’t add up |
I’m bringin opportunity to my community |
Probably the only rapper that cares, but still you out to ruin me |
Who you foolin B? |
I’m for unity, latins and blacks |
Could you fathom the strength, we have of the two it attach |
Born together, voted alike |
These uncle charm politicians ain’t holdin us right |
How could the same nigga be 20 years in office |
When it’s clear the only thing that’s risin is unemployment |
Abortion, little kids havin kids |
The school system is failing us, now ain’t that some shit |
While the rich keep gettin richer, the poor keep dyin young |
I can’t hide no more, the time has come |
— w/ ad libs |
I was born in the ghetto |
Tremblin, tryin' a stay alive |
Cause when you’re born in the ghetto |
No one seems to hear your cry |
Brown skin, you know I love my bra-ha-own skin |
Everyday I’m confronted with racism |
These motherfuckin coppers, wanna bag us and have us shackled up in state |
prisons |
After all the taxes I pay |
You would think when they stop us, they would have something nicer to say |
Than «get the fuck out the car, where the drugs at? |
All the jewelry you wearin, where the fuckin guns at?» |
Once they search the car clean and find nothin |
The same crooked cops try to act like they know us or somethin |
Laughin, tellin jokes by the thousands |
Two seconds ago they tried to send us to the mountains |
Leave my son without a father, my wife without a husband |
The more I think about it, man it’s just disgusting |
Still we live amongst 'em, everybody wants out |
That’s why we rap like we got silver spoons in our mouths |
Like we ain’t grow up on welfare |
Nigga don’t even go there, you probably wore Pro Players |
We need to educate the youth, tell our seeds the truth |
Too much to share, the bare minimum will exceed the proof |
Oh, yeah, so much pain |
Tryin hard to stay alive, stay alive |
Out in these streets, oooh (*harmonizing*) |
Man sometimes in can get so tough |
Oh yeah, yes it can |
Yes it can, yeah |
It can get so hard, so hard, so hard |
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