Silkk the Shocker, Master P - Ghetto Tears lyrics

[Silkk the Shocker, Master P - Ghetto Tears lyrics]

Dear God can ya save me?
If you can't save me, save our babies
I been tryin' to keep it real
So many ghetto tears my people cry
Life is hard and I see that every day
Just so many ghetto tears in the ghetto

Age 11 lookin' out of a ghetto buildin'
Mom and 5 of us little ghetto children
I ain't never knew wrong from right
Growin' up all my life
Thinkin' Adidas had 4 stripes
See my uncle tried to warn us
Told us not to do drugs
And yesterday I seen him on it
See in my hood it ain't no love
Age 13, seen my auntie OD on drugs
The neighborhood ho, only 15
Everybody wants to bang her found her dead
Gave herself and abortion with
A clothes hanger
I seen one of my neighbors try
Everything but couldn't make it
Came home one day killed his whole family
I guess he couldn't take it
I give back, even if it ain't nothin' big
Look at my grandma, terminal disease
Only got months to live
They tell us we ain't gonna be nothin'
Gave my homie 25 years
I shed tears for all my peers

Dear God can ya save me?
If you can't save me, save our babies
So many ghetto tears my people cry
You ain't supposed to question God
But I'm askin' why
So many ghetto tears my people cry
Throughout the years
My people shed ghetto tears
My people shed ghetto tears
Throughout the years

The ghetto's like a headache
One big ol' migraine
Tryin to stay high 'til I die
Tryna like hide the pain
My homey mama died, he didn't know it
When she died, he committed suicide
My homie jumped up off the sixth floor
Maybe it's too late for me
Since I'm still here, i'm kinda glad to be
Been in and out of jail since I was 12
Life been hell since mama had me
I have to ask myself the simple question why
It's so hard to live but yet so easy to die
With this simple question
Lord can you help me
Just tryin' to live large and wealthy from
These card that you dealt me
I used to ask my uncles for money
Now they ask me life passed 'em up
I wonder will life pass me
'Cause see it really ain't no
Love for us ghetto kids
For all the dirt that I did
I don't think I'll find where heaven is
I wonder why they won't panic
And try to ban it
Probably 'cause they scared of me
Just don't understand me

Dear God can ya save me?
If you can't save me, save our babies
So many ghetto tears my people cry
You can't question God, but I'm askin' why
So many ghetto tears my people cry
Throughout the years
My people shed ghetto tears
My people shed ghetto tears
Throughout the years
My people shed ghetto tears

How could you carry a kid for 9 months
Black? She had a baby boy
But while she she was pregnant
She was smokin' crack
How could you rape and abuse your kids?
How could you commit incest and
Say you love your kids?
They ain't ask to be here
They ain't ask to see here
Slipped here by 15 minutes of pleasure
That's why they can't see clear
From the cradle to the grave or
From the elementary to the penitentiary
Life is so hard, not meant to be

Dear God can ya save me?
If you can't save me, save our babies
So many ghetto tears our people cry
Throughout the years, and I ask you why
My people shed ghetto tears
So many ghetto tears my people cry
Damn, so many ghetto tears
Throughout the years
My people shed ghetto tears

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