Alldamatic - Ghetto Stories lyrics

[Intro] I was born and raised in the ghetto I was born and raised in the ghetto [Verse 1] My birthplace is no mystery I'm from the same place of the 42nd president, check your history books Crooks, pimps, and players were my role models They taught me living that fast lane life, pushing it full throttle No brakes allowed on these streets was our motto Don't disrespect us cause what followed, was something hollow Posted up at liquor store Money on the floor, made you loose control Next you loose your soul, boy you never know These bullets really don't give a damn bout your age Got toddlers with obituaries in my newspaper page But that's the only way that we survive how ironic And this the only way that we get high off that chronic It's just a method to get by, wipe your tears dry your eyes On this mission for the American Pie Open up the book of instructions before leaving earth It'll tell you this physical life is depleting with worth, since birth [Hook] [Verse 2] I make my bread from scratch but I ain't talking grains Willing to give up my life just to earn some change Cause I got mouths to feed, tell me can you relate If it ain't bout no business then I ain't got time to conversate For goodness sakes, my mission is fairly evident Raise my son to a man, give my daughter some elegance Ever since, those seeds were sprouted inside the womb I promise before they starve, I'm a end up in a tomb It's just not possible while I'm breathin' It's like me going to church, even though I know Eddie Long is the deacon No f**s are given, whatsoever, with pun intended If you don't overstand it then I hope you get offended That's the problem with our community we don't address it We pay the pastor for a sermon but don't get the message Do what I say, you'll have a life for eternity Don't live a holy life really your life is not concerning me [Hook] [Verse 3] It's still about the black and white where I'm from We came a long way, from being drug and being hung To hara**ed because you're uneducated and you're dumb Handcuffed and abused now there's no breath inside your lungs Oops, we were just doing our job Your skin tone is so suspicious, we thought you would rob this establishment We ran fast as we can, we knew we could handle it On the spot conviction without a presence of evidence It's loop holes in the system I thought you people knew that Oh, you riding foreign, where your drug dealing crew at It's blue on your collar but you got red on your chain Tell me bout your ghetto life on the streets and what set you claim Now let me guess, you one of them black panther types Starting a revolution blaming the whites for your sh**ty life Well tell me this, if you really are a king Why didn't you listen to Martin Luther Jr. when he told you have a dream [Hook]