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Children Of The Ghetto

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They got me running through my ghetto They got me running through my ghetto They got me running through my ghetto They got me running through my ghetto They got me running through my ghetto, in a cold sweat I just can't look back, sticks got your boy wet Checking alleys for my homies, race past the bayous Why those five-ohs kicking down my door? Run up in the smoke house, it's dark as wood But I spot them in the corners, when they lighters struck Glass pipes look like neon lights But in the fire like a child of the Lord with a poisonous desire Dying G trying to make change When I approach him, even though I got a great range, I will smoke him Reminiscing on the happy times we spent together Junior high going half on dimes, and like a feather We was floating in the wind, fool Steady laughing 'til the day somebody killed you And got me asking Children of the ghetto Hold on Children of the ghetto Hold on They trying to silence the violence and minus the menace But I'm in this to win this, trying to break a Guinness Business as usual, it's unpredictable Critical changes, deranges the typical I terrorize, paralyze your intentions Questions answered on the day of my redemption The lynchings, Smiths and Wessons Lessons to be taught on the block of rock I mentioned Critical dimensions, yes, I rest with my heina In the shiny sun, got the blunt, I'm trying to find me one Life dream, thirteen, leave me number On the right team, sued east as a youngster Never G role, acting a hero, get your P-low I be facing heat though, but you got your life free, fool Children of the ghetto Hold on Children of the ghetto Hold on I got incredible criminals in my subliminal Minimal actions and tactics can't stop my cynical Passion, I'm blasting, trashing the evidence Ever since birth I'm ripped out of innocence Isn't this beautiful, the undisputable G fits me suitable, won't hesitate to shoot a fool Up in advance, catch a blast, can you dance Like a trick shaking ass in the back of ambulance? In a trance of confusion, have an illusion Of mental institutions being my solution Who's in my nutty head wanting everybody dead? Redrum, feel the lead come through your bunk bed Now Armstead, I can reach the sky if I try So why does she cry when I'm high trying to fly? My soul is a lost one I'm sleepwalking with a motherfucking shotgun I gotta pop one Children of the ghetto Hold on Children of the ghetto Hold on Children of the ghetto Hold on Children of the ghetto Hold on Children of the ghetto Hold on Children of the ghetto Hold on Children of the ghetto Hold on