Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In the Ghetto (Wake Up!), artist - J.Period
Date of issue: 19.12.2019
Song language: English
In the Ghetto (Wake Up!) |
Planet Earth was my place of birth |
Born to be the SOLE controller of the universe |
Besides the part of the map I hit first |
Any a rhyme that I can adapt when it gets worst |
The rough gets going, the going gets rough |
When I start flowing, the mic might bust |
The next state, I shake from the power I generate |
People in Cali used to think it was earthquakes |
'Cause times was hard on the Boulevard |
So I vote God and never get scarred and gauled |
But it seems like I’m locked in hell |
Looking over the edge but the R never fell |
A trip to slip 'cause my Nikes got grip |
Stand on my own two feet and come equip |
Any stage I’m seen on, I’M LIKE A PHENOM |
I stand alone and need nothing to lean on |
Going for self wit a long way to go |
So much to say but I still flow slow |
I come correct and I won’t look back |
'Cause it ain’t where you’re from, it’s where |
you’re at |
Even the (ghetto) |
I learn to relax in my room and escape from New York |
And return through the womb of the world as a |
thought |
Thinking how hard it was to be born |
BEING EQUIPPED wit no physical form |
Millions OF CELLS wit one destination |
To reach the best part, it’s life creation |
9 months later, a job well done |
Make way, 'cause here I come |
Since I made it this far, I can’t stop now |
There’s a will and a way and I got THE know-how |
To be all I can be and more |
And see all there is to see before |
I’M Called and go back to the essence |
It’s alot to learn so I study my lessons |
I thought the ghetto was the worst that could |
happen to me |
I’m glad I listen when my father was rapping to me |
'Cause back in the days, they lived in caves |
ExileD from the original man, a straight way |
Now that’s what I call hard times |
I rather be here to exercise the mind |
Then I take a thought around the world twice |
From knowledge NEWBORN back to knowledge precise |
Across the desert, that’s HOT AS THE ARABIAN |
But they couldn’t cave me in 'cause I’m the Asian |
REaching for the city OF Mecca, visit Medina |
Visions of Neffertiti then I seen a |
Mind keeps traveling, I’ll be back after I |
Stop and think about the brothers and sisters in |
Africa |
Return the thought through the eye of a needle |
For miles I thought and I just fought the people |
Under the dark skies on a dark side |
Not only there but right here’s an apartheid |
So now is the time for us to react |
Take a trip through the mind and when you get back |
Understand you’re third eye seen all of that |
It ain’t where you’re from, it’s where you’re at |
Even the (ghetto) |
Even the (ghetto) |
No more props, I want property |
In every borough, nobody’s stopping me |
Because I’m thorough, rhymes are making real estate |
for me to own |
Wherever I bless a microphone |
007 is back and relaxing |
On POINT N' reactin' and ready for action |
I’m so low key that you might not see me |
Incognito and taking it easy |
Quiet, it’s kept on a hush hush |
In front of a crowd, I get loud, there’s a bumrush |
Be calm, keep a low pro, and play the background |
HOPIN' the wack rapper’LL put the mic back down |
So rip it, break it in half, go head and slam it |
'Cause when it’s time to build, I’m a mechanic |
I’m bonding and mending, attaching and blending |
So many solos, there is no ending |
People in my neighborhood, they know I’m good |
From London to Hollywood, wherever I stood |
Footprints remain on stage ever since |
As I walk the street, I leave fossils and dents |
When I had sex, I left my name on necks |
My trademark was left throughout the projects |
I used to get rich when I played celo |
When I rolled 4, 5, 6, they go we know |
So I collect my cash then slide |
I got my back, my gun’s on my side |
It shouldn’t have to be like that |
I guess it ain’t where you’re from, it’s where |
you’re at |
Even the (ghetto) |
I’m from the (ghetto) |
Word up, peace |