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lirik lagu in the ghetto – speng squire

(chorus)
you don’t know what it’s like living in the ghetto
big place but it feel so little
where there ain’t no trophies or gold medals
even if you deserve better
see i wanna let you know how it happens in the ghetto
taught not to be soft since a little age
mama had to go hard when the rent late
& i remember praying harder for better days
really gotta know all the rules in the ghetto
renovation tools they got mеtal
if you screw them do a drill in the rеntal
toys in the whip, d*mn they gon let go
it’s a jungle you can get lost in the ghetto
lucky if you see your twenty*first birthday
bad days always lead onto worst days
got me praying on my knees for a better day

(verse1)
just another day at the corner store
nine years old & i ain’t know n0body
& my mama just said to bring some soda home
stepped outside & on the floor was a body
got back to the crib & mom was on the phone
great, cause i ain’t saying sh*t about it
cause the one thing i swear i’ve
always known
if it ain’t your business then don’t mind it
now it’s invasions of homes with homies i’ve been raised with
clocked in for no reason, this a day shift
hang nearby the dope fiends, i gotta play sl!ck
cause i gotta make it out the area
cause n*ggas fall in love with the streets & marry her
but in this case, the more not the merrier
life’s a b*tch, on my back i carry her
history in the making causing hysteria
(chorus)
you don’t know what it’s like living in the ghetto
big place but it feel so little
where there ain’t no trophies or gold medals
even if you deserve better
see i wanna let you know how it happens in the ghetto
taught not to be soft since a little age
mama had to go hard when the rent late
& i remember praying harder for better days
really gotta know all the rules in the ghetto
renovation tools they got metal
if you screw them do a drill in the rental
toys in the whip, d*mn they gon let go
it’s a jungle you can get lost in the ghetto
lucky if you see your twenty*first birthday
bad days always lead onto worst days
got me praying on my knees for a better day

(verse2)
why did god let me be a part of that
almost gave moms a hundred heart attacks
days passed & i ain’t call her back cause i’m in the streets starting to know the map
unfortunately can’t say more than that cause some n*ggas still going to court for mad sh*t
in my imagination i couldn’t’ imagine a lavish life where i could live lavish
only bad thing in my life’s a bad b*tch
& i could leave the hood, poof, just vanish
menage a trois is how i manage to get rid of all the hood’s damage
every n*gga around me that’s a savage
in any establishment i’m established
that’s just weight i just have to carry like this pistol stuck do my d*mn hip
(chorus)
you don’t know what it’s like living in the ghetto
big place but it feel so little
where there ain’t no trophies or gold medals
even if you deserve better
see i wanna let you know how it happens in the ghetto
taught not to be soft since a little age
mama had to go hard when the rent late
& i remember praying harder for better days
really gotta know all the rules in the ghetto
renovation tools they got metal
if you screw them do a drill in the rental
toys in the whip, d*mn they gon let go
it’s a jungle you can get lost in the ghetto
lucky if you see your twenty*first birthday
bad days always lead onto worst days
got me praying on my knees for a better day

- speng squire

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