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t call me a zero I'm gonna be a hero Like Phil Esposito or the Kennedys I'll be incorporated And I'll be imitated And overrated, but that doesn't bother me All the jaws will drop And all the girls will scream And there will be commotion when I show up

got a degree But my felony won't let me get a job Life's so hard And just today Somebody stole my car and the bus don't run my way I think I'll walk the streets today It seems like I'm stuck in the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto Sometimes it seems like I'm

a ghetto kid So why the ghetto shit? I dunno what happend its just what the ghetto did I wear my trousers low Almost near my knees And every where you go you almost always get this beef Cuz im a ghetto kid So i love ghetto chicks And if we get together w

I'm gonna be famous, Do I have talent? Well, no. These days you don't really need it, Thanks to reality shows. Can't wait to date a supermodel, Can't wait to sue my Dad. Can't wait to wreck a Ferrari, On my way to rehab. 'Cause when you're a celebrity, it's adios rea

s just a ghetto woman, waitin' for her man to come home Oh she's just a ghetto woman, waitin' for her man to come home Said she's a ghetto woman, waitin' for her man to come home A rat run cross the floor, a roach ran up the wall Everything

you ever lived in a ghetto And maybe at the close of your day On your front porch you hear the sound of a jukebox From the neighbourhood cafe Well in the noon you may hear the neighbours fussing When a kid breaks a window pane In the night, in night

Intro: Bobby Brown] Yo, this is B Brown We gon lay ya back on this Benzino track, right Two times [Chorus 2x: Female] (Bobby Brown) Eye for an eye (Ghetto, ghetto) Strong will survive (Yeah, yeah) Everyday struggle to stay alive Look deep inside (My ghetto chi

saw you in your car You were on your way to hollywood so you could become beautiful somewhere else And I never thought a small town girl like you one could pass Wisconsin views I'll give you a card, if I get around to it, but I'm sure You're getting sick

m on the top, of all your blacklists I taste like a devilish saint You know I'm the pleasure for your clit So put this shit in your delicious faith Na-na-na-na-eye Ah ah ah Na-na-na-na C-Y Na-na-na-nee Ah ah ah P-H-R-E I want your heart 'Cause I'm full of

Chorus:] Do you remeber? we was outside (side), deep in the sky feelin' oh so fly Do you remeber, these were the ghetto days (these were the ghetto days) Do you remeber? we was outside (side), deep in the sky feelin' oh so fly Do you remeber, these were the gh

ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto street Whatcha' gonna do when you grow up And have to face responsiblity? Will you spend your days and nights in the pool room? Will you sell caps of madness to the neighborhood? Little ghetto boy You already know how p

have tasted stardom since before I breathed My well-known hungry daddy modeled it for me And I have never left this ambitious city And I’ve only known a lust for VIP I have studied long and hard how to proceed Nothing but my name in bright l

Verse 1] Rock your Timbs, sag your jeans Ice your grill, it's all good with me Twenty-fours, big four doors Ain't no doubt, I'm down to roll I love it The way you talk to me Love it And your walk is mean Love it You know how I like it baby [Choru

I was a young boy Growing up in the ghetto Hanging out on corners Singin' with the fellas Lookin' for the Gypsy Trying to find a bit of fun Looking for some trouble Or anyone who'll give me some I was young and crazy In the ghetto Didn't know what

was looking for love In all the right places He was flirting with me And Lord I had to flirt back And I fell in love Right there on the dance floor, yeah But baby don't you know that I know that you like it like that He got caught in a nasty gh

this world I'm gon' pity I was raised in the ghetto-out the city (Naaaaah, mmmmmmm) In this world I'm gon' pity I was raised in the ghetto-out the city (Naaaaah, mmmmmmm) [Verse 1] Look I was raised in in the (ghetto) I got payed in the (ghetto) alot of gangsta's got made in

I look into my life Searching for that paradise Oh Lord will you help me, find me Take this crazy ghetto past of mine And put it all behind me Look down on the ghetto man And change his mission And put it in the hearts Of many to stop confusion

Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel Yeah! Ma Ghetto Gospel! Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin [verse one] 2-Pac If I could recelect before my hood dayz I'd sit and reminisce, nigga and bliss on the good dayz i stop and stare at the y

T.A.R. S.T.A.R. (What?) S.T.A.R. Jefree Star and Nicki Minaj (Queen bitch!) S.T.A.R. I'm on the top There's no luck Never turned around to stop Make my move Make you move Make you wanna hear me talk See me walk See me f*** See me suck a lo

the snow flies on a cold and grey Chicago mornin', a poor little baby child is born in the ghetto. And his mama cries, 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another hungry mouth to feed, in the ghetto. A-people, don't you understand? The

do one song for the hood This going out to all my homeboys Ya know what I' saying All my balling homeboys Ya know what I' saying Up in the hills (ghetto memories) Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces You know, doing good It's lonely at the top And if y

girl, this is the world mean of thug r&b It's rise high, let's go Lately baby I been thinkin something crazy (We can get out of tha ghetto) If you wonderin why bills are high But only seems to multiply (e can get out of tha ghetto) And what we can do and we wanna

the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child was born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto People, don't you understand the child

just that ghetto ghetto Ghetto ghetto Is just that ghetto ghetto Ghetto ghetto We still ghetto ghetto Ghetto ghetto I've been thinkin lately baby Maybe we should layin tonight I've been pushing paper crazy Even if it's wrong I feel this right Maybe we can make sweet love

the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto People, don't you understand

the snow flies On a cold and grey Chicago morn A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto And his mama cries Cause there's one thing that she don't need Is another little hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto Oh people don't you understand This ch

the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child was born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto People, don't you understand the child needs a helping han

smile at me from portraits Omnipresent, your brand in every gadget Supported by your fans Serene they talk to me With the calm of who is beyond all Without he knows anything Things go strange The avalanche swells What an unexpected success When you invented the st

the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child was born In the ghetto And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto People, don't you understand the child needs a helping ha

Verse 1] Can I tell ya'll a story About my history I'm sure a lot ya'll can relate to me You see I'm from the ghetto A place where me and my brother shared The hardwood floor when the winter was cold I'm talkin about the ghetto said the ghet the ghet the ghet I'm

military wives 32 softly Focused brightly colored Eyes starling at the natural tan Of 32 gentli clenching wrinkled little hands Seventeen company men out whitch only twelve will make it back again Segrent sends a letter to five Military wives, whose tears

city for the ghetto ghetto [2x] Uhhh Yo yo! Everybody's talking about the good old days [2x] Huh I remember when me and my brothers we used to sit up on the poarch in the summertime and just talk about just making it You know what I'm saying being successful f

What we want to discuss here are routes out of the ghetto. This is called the "Get Out of the Ghetto" blues.) I know you think you're cool-- LORD, if they bus your kids to school... I know you think you're cool, Just cuz they

hello, welcome in Slow it down, why you budgin'? Oh one at a time please What a way to make me at ease How the hell'd you know that? Cause I didn't even know that Am I an examinee? Dot those I's and cross those T's Cause I might say some st

Khaled(intro) This is for the hood This is for tha ghetto This 4 them nigga’s gettin that money (bird call) That Cash Money, that 100 million Dollar money Nigga we got money We the best Rick Ross Rydin big, getting mine 2 microwaves cook a bric

old man is out by nine his wife died a year ago always wearing his sunday clothes never seen him talk to anyone liquor stores and churches there's one on every corner thanks for all my daily bread a can of food, bottle of wine, and a 99 cent pack of cigare

stupid preppy you can't escape to this voice... Now you're caught in a corner and you got no more choice! Let's open your ears and stop f*** around yourself You're just a slimy bastard trying to look like a fag! Full covered of tattoos showing up like a fool Shaking like a puppe

Intro] Rolly on my arm, let me get my swagga back Jesus on my charm, Amen to that Laid back in the Maybach 57 or 62 Floating down the coast in the helicopter Shawty, that’s what I do, I’m gettin stacks of this on accident My daughter’s 5, what’s that mean? My daughter’s

ve been so many places I've seen so many things I've seen so many faces Been called so many names Kept getting into fights Just for staying in the lane Life's full of adversities You will if you just stay the same Never thought in a million years I would blow up Be the

said "I know, I know, I know your music I prefer your old shit to your new shit That song with Pitbull, it was kinda cool But after that, you went left and I couldn't f*** with you" Well damn, couldn't help but appreciate That she was bold enough to say t

little shorty don't you cry I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby When things get rough let me dry your eyes Give you the strength hold your head up high When this cold world never do you right I'll hold you down in the darkest nights let me ease your mind I'll

m gonna stand on your parade I need to jump into your grave Gonna stalk you I'm afraid Wanna be your F'ing pain By the way, you know it's all your fault Yeah I will get into your head And everyday out of your bed I'll buy you roses, paint em red And then I'll take you

Knoc-Turn'al: talking] Yes.. Knoc-Turn'al Yup Let's go.. [verse 1: Knoc-Turn'al] It's amazing How outta my life I made short a long story I came a long way outta bullshit but I asked for no glory I came a long way from the pavement on the block stackin' dough And

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up Wake up Ghetto Children Wake up Wake up Ghetto Children Ghetto Boy You’re my life And there’s so much for you to protect and to say And baby boy Don’t hit your wife Cause your kids may grow up someday to be this way You don’t know Wha

not me Is that I'm too ghetto for you Why not me Girl there's nothing I won't cop for you Why not me I'm here to give you all you dreams I'm dedicated No time wasting I'll fulfill your every need It ain't a thang I'm far from lame Girl it's all to the good Your by yourse

don't care if your world is ending today Because I wasn't invited to it anyway You said I tasted famous so I drew you a heart But now I'm not an artist, I'm a f***ing work of art I got an F and a C, and I got a K too And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like U Yo

bird in a cage you’ve been turning heads around her You played your part You signed your lot under their instruction Looking through the bars, staring at the stars Only love can heal the sickness of celebrity And one by one and day by day see the good o

yeah alborosie deh yah rastafari anthem wooo yeaa heyyy (chorus) I and I a praise king selassie and endorse di ghetto youth dem mek dem well brighttt africa shall rise yuh nuh see seh poor people a get wise who nuh ramp with me again king selassie endorse di ghett

Intro:] A di real Gachapan Konshens Yo This one goes out... to each and every product Of the ghetto (Garrison) You zeen Cah people a go talk Dem a go seh things Just rememba a you control you life You set the settings Yo [Verse 1:] I rememba turn co