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 It´s crazy out here (uhhhhhhh) 
 Yo mama I´m tryin to keep my head strong (whats up Mystikal?) 
 Uhhhhhh! (uhhhhhh) I´m just a ghetto child trying to make it 
 Uhhhhhh! I´m just a ghetto child trying to make it 
 [Chorus] 
 Uhhhhhh! This ghetto got me crazy 
 Mamma, won´t you pray for your baby? 
 Uhhhhhh! I´m just a ghetto child trying to make it 
 Mamma, I´m just a ghetto child trying to make it 
 I feel like a bird nigga with no wings 
 I´m stuck in this ghetto trying to have a little change 
 My homies killing up each other cause we gotta eat 
 And I ain´t tripping cause I´m running from the police 
 I done seen little kids in the projects starving 
 I done seen more hoes messing then Marvin 
 See in the ghetto the sun it barely shines 
 But so many niggas in jail and the welfare lines 
 And all my life I thought Bill Clinton ran the country 
 Until I found out Bill Gates had all the money 
 And the media starting east and west coast wars 
 I´m from the south, where they predijuce on us all 
 Come out of the powdered milk and eggs don´t fill us up 
 But why the government sold us drugs and charges to clean us up 
 Gave us three halves and high interest student loans 
 Four dollar minimum wage and section eight, we call it home 
 Chorus x2 
 [Mystikal] 
 It´s real when you can do whatever you want to do 
 when you want to do it 
 Ain´t to many niggas out there living like that 
 That´s why the rest of you niggas aint never gone through it 
 How many niggas in the penn 
 how many niggas in the cemetary don´t know why? 
 How many strikes y´all niggas need 
 How many innocent children in the ghetto got to lose thier lives? 
 WHY!!!! Why you gotta make your momma cry? 
 HUH!!!! She take you out of the street 
 cause that´s where you gonna die 
 But you won´t listen cause your mind is one track 
 and your head is hard 
 And your getting flipped, and your talking back 
 Showing your ashy act, ass straight up off the wall 
 Lemme talk to y´all, don´t think it´s too hard to fall 
 but that´s far and all 
 And sore and all, it´s cool when it started off 
 Now niggas duckin bullets like dodgeballs 
 Niggas got me scared to plant my seeds, fear of high´s gonna grow 
 Living in a messed up time, a messed up court 
 I´m telling ya, you can´t do shit no more! 
 It´s bigger than us, it´s out of our hands 
 that´s why I´m praying to God 
 Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water 
 Cause it´s your world, and we your children 
 your sons and your daughters 
 We struggling, trying to get out of the ghetto 
 trying to make it to mars!!! 
 Chorus x2 
 [Silkk The Shocker] 
 Dear mama pray for your son, hoping I can make it through this game 
 Wishing I can change, I´ve been through so much 
 Seen so many things, couldn´t find the words to explain 
 The only way to avoid stress is to get high, by drinking hennessey but I 
 But I can´t get too high, cause I gotta keep my eyes on my enemies 
 I´ve seen harder times, but there gonna be some harder days 
 Penetentary close, but you know what? Cemetaries aint that far away 
 Before I die I´m trying to make the whole world feel 
 like our people scared to stand there 
 The way we express ourself, they think that we all some killers 
 But look into the eyes of a ghetto child influenced by the street 
 Go to sleep to gunshots, wake up from the sirens of the police 
 See now my life aint been the same nigga, life as a thug 
 If I had to draw a picture of my life 
 I have to paint my picture in blood 
 Closest homie died, before he die little cousin told me this 
 Get you something cause cemetaries 
 packed full of niggas who had dreams to be rich 
 So keep your head up, to all my ghetto children it was hard 
 To tell my family one day I was gonna grow up to make millions 
 When I told them, they seemed to laugh at my so called dream 
 I like to scream when I came home from jail 
 When I was told best friend turned into a fiend 
 I aint gonna lie, my conscience aint clear, when I close my eyes 
 Of course you gotta realize, god forgive me, I´m just trying to survive 
 They cut welfare and health care, that shit gotta stop 
 I got a positive note, my auntie having a baby 
 Congratulations, she on rocks 
 Chorus 2X 
 
 
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