Nas - Every Ghetto lyrics

Uh, yeah, uh
Blessings of life to the children
They say life is like five days
Words of a old man with silver hair
In his wheelchair
His eyes were bloody while describin'
What lies before me
Said evil bitches and jealous men
Would try to destroy me it occurred to me
This old nigga's words couldn't be realer
I'm on top now, slightest drama
I'll have to kill ya
'Cause animals sense weakness
Sharks smell blood in water
Ishmael, Moses and Job knew the divine order
Shit is plastic material, havin' no life
I crash whips and leave it
No matter the price
As long as I survive, cop a new five
Circle the block where the beef's at
And park in front of my enemy's eyes


They see that it's war, we life stealers
Hollow-tip lead busters
There's no Heaven or Hell, dead is dead
Fuckers and your soul is with God
Your mind keeps lurkin' the earth
Watchin' your own murder reoccur

For every struggle, every strip
And every ghetto
For every nigga totin' inner
Pain and heavy metal
For every child that's born
And every nigga gone
And for every breath I breathe and
Live to see another morning
For every struggle, every strip
And every ghetto
For every nigga totin' inner
Pain and heavy metal
For every child that's born
And every nigga gone
And for every breath I breathe and
Live to see another morning

It's Blitz, nigga, the streets glory
Many die for me
Got knocked, refused 3 to 9's
Went to trial for me
Basically I'm just reality
Loaded with foul stories of lust
Greed and contempt, no street is exempt
Extended clip shots
Hoods barricaded for six blocks i sip shots
Watchin' 'em hustlers pitch rocks
Oil paintin' pictures of my pain
Illustrate the city in vain
Fallin' deep into the pit's of the game
This is for the sickest state of mind
In these fatal times vest crimes
Nickel-plated nines and niggas for the dime
Hear the sounds of them babies cry
Still I'm sayin' why do we reside
In the ghetto with a million ways to die?
Stayin' high to relieve the pain
Breathin' in the game
Exhalin' guilt, sin and shame
Misery and strain
What the fuck will tomorrow bring
Luck or anthrax? I stand back
Hopin' I'll make it through tomorrow

My skin is a art gallery, right
With paintings of crucifixes
Hopin' to save me from all the
Dangers in the music business
Was once a young gangsta
Hangin' with youth offenders
But since I tasted paper it
Started losin' the friendships
Watchin' kids freeze in winters
They still poor how could I tease them with
Benzes and feel no remorse?
Drivin' past them in the lively fashion
Diamond colors clashin'
Red stones, blue stones
Red bones and black ones
Fuck did I expect with bucket seats in a Lex
And spendin' time in Chuckie
Cheese with Little Des?
Got guns when I'm with my daughter
Hate to bring a violent aura in her presence
She know what daddy taught her, it's lessons
Black princess, it's a ugly world
I put my life up for yours
See I love that girl
Could you believe even my shadow's jealous?
My skin is mad at my flesh
My flesh hates my own bones
My brain hates my heart
My heart makes the songs
Though my songs come from the Father
I'm lonely, hold me, it's gettin' darker

For every struggle, every strip
And every ghetto
For every nigga totin' inner
Pain and heavy metal
For every child that's born
And every nigga gone
And for every breath I breathe and
Live to see another morning
For every struggle, every strip
And every ghetto
For every nigga totin' inner
Pain and heavy metal
For every child that's born
And every nigga gone
And for every breath I breathe and
Live to see another morning