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Talking bout the funky funky ghetto
to survive, trying to stay alive

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Even the streets are bumpy, lights burned out
Dope fiends die a pipe in their mouths
Old buddies not doing it right
Every day the same
And it's the same every
I shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my
day I wonder just how I'll die
Only thing I know is how to
only one rule in the real world
And that's to take care of you, only you and
Keep with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then don't pay
Black man tried to break into my house
Thought he got off doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just that
I get a lot of love so I'm giving it to the

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So peep the game and don't call it crap
'Cause to me, is one hard rap
Even though my smoked crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant, ain't nothing
600 Million on a footbal
And her baby dies just a dope fiend
The story I is so incomplete
Five kids in the house and no to eat
Don't at me and don't ask me why
Mama's next door high
though she's got five mouths to feed
She's rather spend her money on a
I always tell the truth about things like
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that
Instead of to the task force send some help
Waiting on him I'd better myself
Housing and the O.P.D
All these just to handle me in the

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though they put us down and call us animals
We make real big banks and buy new clothes
Drive fancy cars, make to stars
Never really just who we are
We use alias names like too
Sell you you might kill for
Young kids up and that's all they know
Didn't teach him in school now slangin dope
Only thing he is how to survive
But will he kill another brother he dies?
In the ghetto, you one eye open
All day long, just and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too
Then the problems of life you'll be up
me, but you don't see
Ten years from now, will you be?

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So much in a too $hort rap
Blacks can't be white and whites be black
Why you act like someone else?
All you gotta do is be yourself
We're all the same underneath
Short dog's in the house you'd better to me
Never be ashamed of you are
Proud to be black tall at heart
though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent, when you put em in
Cause you're ignorant, you get treated that way
And when they throw you in you got nothing to say
So if you don't listen it's not my
I'll be getting paid you'll be paying the cost
Sitting in the running your mouth
me and my peoples try to get out

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