Every Ghetto Lyrics

Every Ghetto lyrics

Blessings in life to the children, they say "Life is like five days"

Words of a old man with silver hair in his wheel chair

His eyes were bloody while describin' what lies before me

Said "Evil bitches and jealous men would try to destroy me"

It occurred to me, this old niggas words couldn't be realer



I'm on top now, slightest drama, I'll have ta kill ya

'Cuz animals and sweetness, sharks smell blood in water

Ishmael, moses and job, moved a divine order

Shit it's plastic material, havin' no life



I crash whips and leave it no matter the price

As long as I survive, coppin' the five

Circle the block where the beef's at

And park in front of my enemy's eyes

They see that it's war we life stealers



Hollow tip, lead busters there's no Heaven or hell

Dead is dead, fuckers and your soul is with God

Your mind keeps lurkin' to earth watchin' your own murder reoccur



For ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto

For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal

For every child that's born and every nigga gone

And for every brotha breathin', live to see another mornin'



For ever struggle, every strip, and every ghetto

For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal

For every child that's born and every nigga gone

And for every brotha breathin', live to see another mornin'



It's blitz nigga the streets glory many die for me

Got knocked refused three to nine's, went to trial for me

Basically I'm just reality loaded with vast stories

Of lust, greed, and contempt no street is exempt



Extended clip shots hoods barricaded for six blocks

I sip shots, watchin' 'em hustlers pitch rocks

All you paintin' pictures of my pain, illustrate the city in vain

Fallin' deep into the pits of the game

This is for the sickest state of mind, in these fatal times, vesh crimes

Nickel play the nine and niggas for the dime



Hear the sounds of them baby's cry

Still I'm sayin' why do we reside in the ghetto with a million ways to die

Stayin' high to relieve the pain, breathin' in the game, exhalin'

Guilts and the shame, misery and strain

What the fuck will tomorrow bring?

Look at anthrax, I stand back, hopin' I make it tomorrow



My skin is a art gallery, right with paintings of crucifixes

Hopin' to save me from all the dangers in the music business

Was once a young gangsta hangin' with youth offenders

But since I tasted paper it started losin' the friendships



Watchin' kids freeze in winters, they still poor

How could I tease them with Benz's and feel no remorse?

Drivin' past them in the lively fashion, diamond colors clashin'

Red stones, blue stones, red bones and black ones

Fuck did I expect with bucket seats in a lex

And spendin' time in chuckie cheese with little des



Got guns when I'm with my daughter

Hate to bring a violent aura in her presence

She knows what Daddy taught her, it's lessons

Black princess it's a ugly world



I put my life up for yours, see I love that girl

Could you believe even my shadow's jealous?

My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones

My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs

Though my songs come from the father

I'm lonely, hold me, it's gettin' darker



For ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto

For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal

For every child that's born and every nigga gone

And for every brotha breathin', live to see another mornin'



For ever struggle, every strip, and every ghetto

For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal

For every child that's born and every nigga gone

And for every brotha breathin', live to see another mornin'