
Date of issue: 25.07.2005
Record label: Balboa
Song language: English
Ghetto Children |
[Verse 1: |
By any means necessary I’mma hold down tradition |
white tee blue jeans yeah I fit the description |
know what’s richer for the drugs in our waist |
we dark so they put the flashlight in our face |
racial profiling send me straight to the island |
hit me with the night stick the captain start smiling |
the foul smell of the ghetto will burn your nose hair |
it’s forbidden so no one goes there |
the struggle never stops |
still we wake up to spoiled milk and roaches crawling out our cereal box |
they feed us lies blind our eyes |
if your hand the same color as mine’s black man rise |
To all my hustlers pumping cracks behind the buildings |
ghetto children this is how we living |
all my gangsta soldiers in the prison |
don’t worry it’s a totally new beginning |
My peoples been in the in the cage for criminal ways |
for the fact that we couldn’t take minimum wage |
we had stacks in the back of the building |
brothers is crooks but we still read books to the children |
now I keep my mind in the movement |
time in the movement cause the ghetto need a lot of improvement |
now we gotta plan for the future |
and watch for the man |
cause they don’t cuff you no more they just shoot ya time for a new beginning revolution is coming |
see the bullets out the ruger spinning |
and we ain’t gon stand down |
we gon stand up black man black power |
put your black hands up To all my hustlers pumping cracks behind the buildings |
ghetto children this is how we living |
all my gangsta soldiers in the prison |
don’t worry it’s a totally new beginning |
I used to wear bow ties and listen to Farrakhan |
now I’m on the block like the strip is a marathon |
the hood ain’t been the same since Malcolm and King gone |
tales from the hood is what I sing on a rap song |
everybody petrified ever since 9/11 |
the hood was under attack before 9/11 |
tell me how we got crack and automatic weapons |
my worst nightmare is Bush getting re-elected |
the jails is packed everybody stressed out |
gimme the key and I’m letting all the lifers out |
so they could rebuild and work for a dollar bill |
take the shackles off ya mind we running outta time |
To all my hustlers pumping cracks behind the buildings |
ghetto children this is how we living |
all my gangsta soldiers in the prison |
don’t worry it’s a totally new beginning |
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