Too $hort - The Ghetto Lyrics
Talking bout the ghetto...funky funky ghettoTrying to survive, trying to stay aliveChorus:The ghettoThe ghetto(Talking bout the ghetto)The ghettoThe ghetto(Funk funky ghetto)Even though the streets are bumpy, lights burned outDope fiends die with a pipe in their mouthsOld school buddies not doing it rightEvery day it's the sameAnd it's the same every nightI wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that foolIf he played me close and tried to test my coolEvery day I wonder just how I'll dieOnly thing I know is how to surviveThere's only one rule in the real worldAnd that's to take care of you, only you and yoursKeep dealing with the hard times day after dayMight deal me some dope but then crime don't payBlack man tried to break into my house againThought he got off early doing time in the penEven though my brothers do me just like thatI get a lot of love so I'm giving it back to the...ChorusSo just peep the game and don't call it crapCause to me, life is one hard rapEven though my sister smoked crack cocaineShe was nine months pregnant, ain't nothing changed600 million on a footbal teamAnd her baby dies just like a dope fiendThe story I tell is so incompleteFive kids in the house and no food to eatDon't look at me and don't ask me whyMama's next door getting highEven though she's got five mouths to feedShe's rather spend her money on a H-I-TI always tell the truth about things like thisI wonder if the mayor overlooked that listInstead of adding to the task force send some helpWaiting on him I'd better help myselfHousing Authority and the O.P.D.All these guns just to handle me in the...ChorusEven though they put us down and call us animalsWe make real big banks and buy brand new clothesDrive fancy cars, make love to starsNever really saying just who we areWe use alias names like TOO $HORTSell you stuff you might kill forYoung kids grow up and that's all they knowDidn't teach him in school now he's slangin dopeOnly thing he knows is how to surviveBut will he kill another brother before he dies?In the ghetto, you keep one eye openAll day long, just hoping and hopingYou can pay your bills and not drink too muchThen the problems of life you'll be throwing upLike me, but you don't seeTen years from now, where will you be?ChorusSo much game in a Too $hort rapBlacks can't be white and whites can't be blackWhy you wanna act like someone else?All you gotta do is just be yourselfWe're all the same color underneathShort Dog's in the house you'd better listen to meNever be ashamed of what you areProud to be black stand tall at heartEven though some people give you no respectBe intelligent, when you put em in checkCause when you're ignorant, you get treated that wayAnd when they throw you in jail you got nothing to saySo if you don't listen it's not my faultI'll be getting paid while you'll be paying the costSitting in the jailhouse running your mouthWhile me and my peoples try to get outChorus
