Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Love, artist - Grits.
Date of issue: 02.11.1998
Song language: English
Ghetto Love |
I don’t understand why so many people always try to say the ghetto is so bad |
You know what I’m saying? |
It’s not the ghetto that’s bad, but it’s the people that’s in the ghetto that |
make the ghetto bad |
There’s so many foundational lessons to be learned in the ghetto, |
even spiritual lessons |
I guess it’s best described like this… you know what I’m saying? |
As a child, I despised and prayed to get away |
Deprived of early riches, deceived by evil gang |
Grew blind over the years, saw crime as escape |
Participation of your innocence taken |
Contemplated due to the situation |
My time in your presence was limited by parental discretion of living standards |
My Gladys — case was packing at night, to leave the pits in route to Douglas, |
Georgia, on the midnight train |
While the same circumstances made my people maintain, never complain |
Sporting women gave our name ghetto fame |
Sustained foundational lessons of life that I obtained |
Though tribulations and trials came wisdom in everything |
By the guidance on the Lord and his Spirit, through my Brahma |
Believing in his provision when living |
Deliver drama, still the saga continues in inner-cites 'cross the nation, |
as hatred is created from residential placement |
Everybody want to blame her, 'cause their pride ain’t the same as they was when |
the protested she was last in the game |
See, the pain that she inflicts is lost respect of the past, when it was rude |
to never speak or walk across other’s grass |
Hustle neighbours just to take out their trash, rake leaves, or washing cars |
instead of bawling for cash |
Hurt the penal soul government, supplication’s a curse put in reverse |
Producing people who despise its worth |
Since my birth, I been exposed to many cultures of Earth |
But none have left impression like perfection of the ghetto |
If you can understand what I’m saying there, you with me |
Yo, Phoebe |
I see beneath the grief as crime increase |
My mind release sorrow on this in peace |
Left behind for tomorrow like ancient Greek |
I seek along the street filling with horror |
Like a faucet, we leak |
Some say we lost it in the street |
The man above see the tragedy beneath the glow |
Imagine me with no capacity for ghetto love idol |
Rappily enforce for a better source throughout the south, east, west, |
and the north |
I suggest we come forth with Grits to rectify our crucial conflict |
Connect the wire fulltime, it’s mine to split |
But don’t forget: all through the terrorism, vandalism, there’s wisdom |
But all you hear is negatism and their criticism |
If we reconstruct the mind of the blind, so let the untold unfold |
Ghetto love in bold |
See, a place I never let go is the ghetto that inherited |
The R. Pope be scared of it, and don’t know |
And we can transfer from a blur, vision endure and make the right decision |
Happiness will occur, we’ll be a team at home in Douglas Ga., |
My ghetto love, my ghetto stay in my heart 'til my dying day |
I pray ghetto love |