Mia X, O’Dell, Ghetto Commission - Ghetto Livin' lyrics
[Mia X, O’Dell, Ghetto Commission - Ghetto Livin' lyrics]
Ghetto living (ghetto living)
Ghetto living (ghetto living)
My mama once told me
(told me) that the streets ain't safe
So I walked 'round with a vest
And a strap on my waist
I'm living in a strange place where
All the odds are against me
I'm doin bad and the shit you
Got is startin to tempt me
We never had cause the ghetto
Got us trapped in depression
Learnin lesson after lesson cause
The devil be testin it got me stressin
Keep my Smith N Wesson cocked at all times
Cause even I could fall to victim
At the drop of a dime
But that's the chances I got to take
To escape all of this madness
That put you in the casket
For the cornbread and cabbage [Dolliolie
(O'Dell) ] lord knows I'm tryin to find
An exit out the ghetto but it won't let go
That's why I got to tote my pistol
Ghetto living (Father forgive me
I know that what I do is wrong)
Ghetto living (I been tryin a find a better
Way for so long)
Soldiers die in my world but people
Look at killers like stars
We duckin from the laws cause we
Ain't tryin to live behind bars
Growin up with less
Envious of what the next man had
Never knew what livin good was till
I started movin them sacks
My hood infested with crack
That's why I paint a picture so vivid
I tell it cause I live it
Runnin with boss bitches and
Niggas that get convicted
This street got us all
Nothin changed in the game but the players
I'm talkin about the hustlers, the ballers
The killers and the rhyme sayers
That's why I ain't scared to pop
A nigga, stop a nigga, drop a nigga
I only fuck with the real
Cause it's real in my battlefield
I hope it's true what they say
And that the father forgives
Excuse me for the things I do
Cause in the ghetto I live
Ghetto living (Father forgive me
I know that what I do is wrong)
Ghetto living (I been tryin a find a
Better way for so long)
This shit's goin get even realer
So you ain't gotta ask, i feel ya
I live the life of a hard knock
That ghetto bitch on the block
My nigga had a shop
I took the rocks and bag weed
Chased them broads down with china
And ran alot of minors
With big tymer dreams of money
Hoes and clothes they didn't get it
Tombstones and jail cells also come with it
I pity all them babies born from crack mama's
But, I'm a mama too and when
The bills is due I gotta
Get it how I live, bitter tears I cry
My best friend, my cousin and my man died
Or should I say was murdered
I know you heard the same stories before
We walk the streets like we poverties
Whores behind the dollar bill
This still life got us dying so young
Precious Lord let the new day come
Uh, come on cause ain't no winning when
Your living like that
It's the blueprint, the plan, the set up
The trap
Ghetto living (Father forgive me
I know that what I do is wrong)
Ghetto living (I been tryin a find a
Better way for so long)
Ghetto living (ghetto living)
My mama once told me
(told me) that the streets ain't safe
So I walked 'round with a vest
And a strap on my waist
I'm living in a strange place where
All the odds are against me
I'm doin bad and the shit you
Got is startin to tempt me
We never had cause the ghetto
Got us trapped in depression
Learnin lesson after lesson cause
The devil be testin it got me stressin
Keep my Smith N Wesson cocked at all times
Cause even I could fall to victim
At the drop of a dime
But that's the chances I got to take
To escape all of this madness
That put you in the casket
For the cornbread and cabbage [Dolliolie
(O'Dell) ] lord knows I'm tryin to find
An exit out the ghetto but it won't let go
That's why I got to tote my pistol
Ghetto living (Father forgive me
I know that what I do is wrong)
Ghetto living (I been tryin a find a better
Way for so long)
Soldiers die in my world but people
Look at killers like stars
We duckin from the laws cause we
Ain't tryin to live behind bars
Growin up with less
Envious of what the next man had
Never knew what livin good was till
I started movin them sacks
My hood infested with crack
That's why I paint a picture so vivid
I tell it cause I live it
Runnin with boss bitches and
Niggas that get convicted
This street got us all
Nothin changed in the game but the players
I'm talkin about the hustlers, the ballers
The killers and the rhyme sayers
That's why I ain't scared to pop
A nigga, stop a nigga, drop a nigga
I only fuck with the real
Cause it's real in my battlefield
I hope it's true what they say
And that the father forgives
Excuse me for the things I do
Cause in the ghetto I live
Ghetto living (Father forgive me
I know that what I do is wrong)
Ghetto living (I been tryin a find a
Better way for so long)
This shit's goin get even realer
So you ain't gotta ask, i feel ya
I live the life of a hard knock
That ghetto bitch on the block
My nigga had a shop
I took the rocks and bag weed
Chased them broads down with china
And ran alot of minors
With big tymer dreams of money
Hoes and clothes they didn't get it
Tombstones and jail cells also come with it
I pity all them babies born from crack mama's
But, I'm a mama too and when
The bills is due I gotta
Get it how I live, bitter tears I cry
My best friend, my cousin and my man died
Or should I say was murdered
I know you heard the same stories before
We walk the streets like we poverties
Whores behind the dollar bill
This still life got us dying so young
Precious Lord let the new day come
Uh, come on cause ain't no winning when
Your living like that
It's the blueprint, the plan, the set up
The trap
Ghetto living (Father forgive me
I know that what I do is wrong)
Ghetto living (I been tryin a find a
Better way for so long)