Lyrics Born & Raised - Ghetts

Born & Raised

Born and raised in a place that’s been abandoned
So when you make it out of here you feel like a champion
We don’t forget where we came from, but we ain’t in a rush to go back
Different day, same song, I still represent my hometown
Product of my environment where everybody’s selling drugs
So it seems like being a shotta is a requirement, and even if you ain’t a
shotta, you admire them
Feds wanna lock us in the lion’s den, I done run up into my car while my baby
mother was doing all my washing and my ironing
Those ain’t pills, that’s a bottle full of vitamins
The only time we dial 999 is when we need an ambulance or we hollering for
firemen
My brudda Wallace on my mind again, now I need a zoot and a bottle of Heineken
Drowning my sorrows and swallowing Ibufen, a lot of brothers I grew with are
not inna my life again
If they ain’t dead, then they’re probably with the lifers, then,
one day we was on the block playing Simon Says
Eastside resident, in and out of flats where the fiends like heroin
Been about and back, seen everything, bring an ounce of crack, tell 'em it’s
the Led Zeppelin
Hard rock, we in the struggle getting fast gwop
Truth be told, it’s a hustle that we can’t knock, but try and get off the train
before the last stop
I’m one of the lucky ones, you see my previous, my father same size as a
catalogue from Argos
The amount of man that I robbed with my mask on, I have to have a chat with God
before my heart stops
To ask him for forgiveness, I ended up doing all the things I used to witness
I never put myself in the shoes of the victims — fourteen, I was introduced to
the system
They say you can’t know where you’re going unless you know where you’re coming
from
Well, let’s just say I left footprints
And now I’m representing everybody from the bottom, yeah
Belief and faith