Z-Ro - Ghetto Crisis Lyrics
[Talking]Brass knuckle knife, Mafia me and my familyJail, hell or paradise, am I my brother's keeperForever twice, what's none of the dark willCome to the street life, zero toleranceTaking no shorts, it's a ghetto crisis out here[Z-Ro]Who's that peeking in my window, who's that peeking in my windowMe drop a miss crop, and vome-vomer, they better recognizeMe just uh sit back rolling up me indoI'ma not the guillotine warrior and the ghetto must survive[Chorus]Stop playa hating, I am the murder you don't know meAnother life I'm taking, evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-taStop playa hating, I am the murder you don't know meAnother life I'm taking, me give em a left, me give em a rightMe start to boxing up their ass[Z-Ro]Serve in me cut, me straight balling, me balling me balling nowMe run up they cut with me gun and drugs, nigga come to test me nowMe pull the trigger back, look at the boy that's falling himAnother day another death, I'll have to murder one, one more grave I am done[Chorus]Stop playa hating, I am the murder you don't know meAnother life I'm taking, evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-taI am the son of satan, the easy lies are non killing a man slowlyCruising man I'm Jamaican, or American contest and gonna feel my wrathIs this the way it's suppose to bethe lord to hear my prayers are you listeningForgive me for saying I'm trapped in a worldthat's got a grudge against me livingWhat happened to the good old days when unity was a must, when youCould put trust in your own people, without our own people trying to get usAnd I could see the rules of the gameare still the same, cause days are shorterAnd times are harder, I'm fighting to keep my head above waterCause I got to protect myself from the evil of my own peopleThe only personI fear is Godand through his eyes we're all created equalAnd I can't understand how black on black crime hitting as hard as it didCause the half the niggas that you did you use to roll with as kidsFather forgive me for being favorless and hopelessBut in this cruel world, it's hard to stay focused if you haven't noticedNo one seems to want to follow the rulesIf we can't live as brothers and sisters than we'll parish as foolsAnd to the youngsters coming up never sell your soul, causeLife is priceless, stay strong and try to make it through this ghetto crisis[Z-Ro]Don't violate me stressed don't cross the knifeNow I promote no argument me conversate when I won't come niceParanoid, paranoid, when I be coming on down fawnEver ball, approach me swinging make a man fallMe serious with the fists one touch could make a fool dieThem turned heads and one could see the devil in me eyeBut I'm off and, and rub the coffin, that's one interrogationScream heartless when I violate me rule and regulationMe get the sawed off buckshot from the killingWho plex me or plex cause me ready and me willingMe ready for the battle, drink a gallon wanting the sexual healingGhetto life is nothing nice we have the cap peelingWe are the true jumping and you moving overThe ghettos I live cross the line, far from moving overAnd eye of light, when me get the pistol and me brighterTell me this, who shall save the white man's idol[Outro]Who shall save the white man's idol (president)Who shall save the white man's idol (national guard)Who shall save the white man's idol (police)Who shall save the white man's idol (priest)Who shall save the white man's idol (dope)Who shall save the white man's idol (tank dogs)Who shall save the white man's idol (your soul)Who shall save the white man's idol (God)[Talking]Who gone save your ass when we blastWho gone get the last laugh, coming up out of this ghetto crisisComing up out of this ghetto gas, uh ha, yeahIt's wicked in the mushroom cloud, nuclear niggasIt's a ghetto crisis
