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by raba

Something abuot my and my life..

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Too $hort - The Ghetto

• Talking bout the ghetto...funky funky ghetto
  Trying to survive, trying to stay alive
  
  Chorus:
  
  The ghetto
  The ghetto
  (talking bout the ghetto)
  The ghetto
  The ghetto
  (funk funky ghetto)
  
  Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
  Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouths
  Old school buddies not doing it right
  Every day it's the same
  And it's the same every night
  I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool
  If he played me close and tried to test my cool
  Every day I wonder just how I'll die
  Only thing I know is how to survive
  There's only one rule in the real world
  And that's to take care of you, only you and yours
  Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
  Might deal me some dope but then crime don't pay
  Black man tried to break into my house again
  Thought he got off early doing time in the pen
  Even though my brothers do me just like that
  I get a lot of love so I'm giving it back to the...
  
  Chorus
  
  So just peep the game and don't call it crap
  Cause to me, life is one hard rap
  Even though my sister smoked crack cocaine
  She was nine months pregnant, ain't nothing changed
  600 million on a footbal team
  And her baby dies just like a dope fiend
  The story I tell is so incomplete
  Five kids in the house and no food to eat
  Don't look at me and don't ask me why
  Mama's next door getting high
  Even though she's got five mouths to feed
  She's rather spend her money on a h-i-t
  I always tell the truth about things like this
  I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list
  Instead of adding to the task force send some help
  Waiting on him I'd better help myself
  Housing authority and the o.p.d.
  All these guns just to handle me in the...
  
  Chorus
  
  Even though they put us down and call us animals
  We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes
  Drive fancy cars, make love to stars
  Never really saying just who we are
  We use alias names like too $hort
  Sell you stuff you might kill for
  Young kids grow up and that's all they know
  Didn't teach him in school now he's slangin dope
  Only thing he knows is how to survive
  But will he kill another brother before he dies?
  In the ghetto, you keep one eye open
  All day long, just hoping and hoping
  You can pay your bills and not drink too much
  Then the problems of life you'll be throwing up
  Like me, but you don't see
  Ten years from now, where will you be?
  
  Chorus