Lyrics Ghetto - Theory Hazit

Ghetto

A place where Jake don’t feel safe
Cause the thugs got the block locked down
There’s no escape in the (ghetto)
There’s petty hustlers, they flip fiends and uh
Our holiday’s every first and fifteenth
It’s the (ghetto)
A place where some people can’t shine for themselves
So when they rob you they just crying for help
And it seems like we make the whole world go round
And everybody wanna be down
Copy the sounds of the (ghetto)
Boys and girls grow up fast
Chicken-heads run the streets as soon as they eggs hatch
Players posted up, perking perpendicular
Searching for a way but all they have is the (ghetto)
They settle for the street cred
Instead of trying to teach heads
The best way to walk the narrow path in the (ghetto)
It’s sad cause we wanna bust shots
Getting props for licking the block hot
You’re messing up the (ghetto)
It’s time to make a change for the better
By starting with ourselves
The Word is my sword and it’s such a better feel
In the (ghetto)
A section where the Jews were restricted
Where they separated blacks from the world, know ya history
(The ghetto)
Most people wish that they were from but never come
Cause they know somebody dumb got a gun in the (ghetto)
There’s real people that do real things
Everybody don’t have bling but we all have dreams
And is seems like they make the whole world
Believe that there’s nothing for you and me except
Drugs and BET in the (ghetto)
A place where Jake don’t feel safe
Cause the thugs got the block locked down
There’s no escape in the (ghetto)
There’s petty hustlers, they flip fiends and uh
Our holiday’s every first and fifteenth
It’s the (ghetto)
A place where some people can’t shine for themselves
So when they murder you they just crying for help
And it seems like we make the whole world go round
And everybody wanna be down
Copy the sounds of the (ghetto)
Yo it’ll make you or break you
Some people hate just to see how far it’ll take them
(The ghetto) is what we need to get out of
We get distracted and what happens?
We forget about love up in the (ghetto)
It’s where the single mothers rise up, wise up
And put they foot down when times tough
And it seems like we make the whole world think that
There ain’t no real men stepping up to be fathers up in the (ghetto)
Afterlife, after Passion of the Christ
Theory Hazit spit it right
So I sacrifice my life cause the (ghetto)
Trying to kill, Master P feels me
When you a college boy it’s hard being a victim of the (ghetto)
Jam is about to slam dominoes
Theory spits the facts up waken ya out of your comatose
And it seems like we got the whole world following trends
They’re even trying to mock Eminem and blame the (ghetto)
A place where Jake don’t feel safe
Cause the thugs got the block locked down
There’s no escape in the (ghetto)
There’s petty hustlers, they flip fiends and uh
Our holiday’s every first and fifteenth
It’s the (ghetto)
A place where some people can’t shine for themselves
So when they jump you they just crying for help
And it seems like we make the whole world go round
And everybody wanna be down
Copy the sounds of the (ghetto)
Yeah… this is dedicated to my cousin Bryan Clark, keep ya head up, baby