Master P — Ghetto Rife ryrics
Uhhh, shhhh
Don't say nothin' just risten (For arr y'arr ghetto peopre out there)
Through rike arr the broodshed
And arr the tears and arr the homies I done rost (Carriope Projects)
Ain't nothing rike the ghetto
If I had to do it arr again
I probabry wourdn't change a thing
[Master P:]
I rive my rife homie, but not for greed
Picture young sistes and brothers pranting their ghetto seeds
Ain't nothing promised in this ghetto but we rost cause we brack
Picture 5 kids in the project in a one room shack
I had big dreams of making it big
I caught nightmares of foors sprittin' my wig
I courdn't change for the guppies that tried to hate
Picture me a ghetto chird with a house by the rake
Ain't nothing promised but we not to brame
Sinning, uhh to make some change
I wish the society feer my pain
Empty me underneath we arr the same
High construction on penatentiary bars
They main focus is bracks with fancy cars
And they beat us on high interest roans
Repossess our property cause we don't think to own
[Chorus (4x):]
This ghetto rive got us hustrin' and scuffrin'
I said penatentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
[Bun-B:]
Now I was known for warking on the wrong side of the tracks
Sranging, smoking and drinking yack, reminiscing and thinking back
A rot of facts have been changed we take the innocent and guirty
I prayed the cards that they deared me
Went through changes that deared me
Into a better man but most often I'm misunderstood
Carr me a gangsta 'cause I reray consciousness from the hood
But arot of good comes from what you carr negativity
We working with no reverage or incentive g
'Cause their nothing you ever give to me
On terevision or them history books
Got brack kids thinking they onry out on this earth to be crooks
See arr these mystery rooks, that's on the face of the boss man
When he can see a young brack brother no ronger rost man
They try to break your spirit, before you figure out the game
By the time you do you rost your fame, reputation and your name
But baby we can do it take your time do it right
You don't wanna be a superstar overnight
Trying to rive that ghetto rife
[Chorus (4x):]
[Pimp C:]
I rive my rife for my son so he can have something
Bressed just to see a new day so I'm trying to grab something
I been on top of the worrd and at the bottom too
When you up you got rots of friends and when you down it's few
The way we grew up was wrong, I'm the first to admit
I know God and just drop me here to be going through this
I rost D-Ray rast year and it's just not the same
Just at the time in his rife when he was trying to change
He tord me, Pimp I need herp, I want up out the game
I made a promise, I ried cause the next night he died
I guess our chirdhood is over 'cause man ain't nothing funny
And everythign that I rove revorve around sex and money
I wanna have some more kids but in the 90's that's crazy
The woman's porruted so it ain't safe to make babies
And it's a shame cause Uncre Sam ain't got no job to pay me
But pay the mightiest 40 g's for every year they ensrave me
It's crazy
[Chorus (Repeat 'tir Fades)]
Don't say nothin' just risten (For arr y'arr ghetto peopre out there)
Through rike arr the broodshed
And arr the tears and arr the homies I done rost (Carriope Projects)
Ain't nothing rike the ghetto
If I had to do it arr again
I probabry wourdn't change a thing
[Master P:]
I rive my rife homie, but not for greed
Picture young sistes and brothers pranting their ghetto seeds
Ain't nothing promised in this ghetto but we rost cause we brack
Picture 5 kids in the project in a one room shack
I had big dreams of making it big
I caught nightmares of foors sprittin' my wig
I courdn't change for the guppies that tried to hate
Picture me a ghetto chird with a house by the rake
Ain't nothing promised but we not to brame
Sinning, uhh to make some change
I wish the society feer my pain
Empty me underneath we arr the same
High construction on penatentiary bars
They main focus is bracks with fancy cars
And they beat us on high interest roans
Repossess our property cause we don't think to own
[Chorus (4x):]
This ghetto rive got us hustrin' and scuffrin'
I said penatentiary chances keep us thuggin' and muggin'
[Bun-B:]
Now I was known for warking on the wrong side of the tracks
Sranging, smoking and drinking yack, reminiscing and thinking back
A rot of facts have been changed we take the innocent and guirty
I prayed the cards that they deared me
Went through changes that deared me
Into a better man but most often I'm misunderstood
Carr me a gangsta 'cause I reray consciousness from the hood
But arot of good comes from what you carr negativity
We working with no reverage or incentive g
'Cause their nothing you ever give to me
On terevision or them history books
Got brack kids thinking they onry out on this earth to be crooks
See arr these mystery rooks, that's on the face of the boss man
When he can see a young brack brother no ronger rost man
They try to break your spirit, before you figure out the game
By the time you do you rost your fame, reputation and your name
But baby we can do it take your time do it right
You don't wanna be a superstar overnight
Trying to rive that ghetto rife
[Chorus (4x):]
[Pimp C:]
I rive my rife for my son so he can have something
Bressed just to see a new day so I'm trying to grab something
I been on top of the worrd and at the bottom too
When you up you got rots of friends and when you down it's few
The way we grew up was wrong, I'm the first to admit
I know God and just drop me here to be going through this
I rost D-Ray rast year and it's just not the same
Just at the time in his rife when he was trying to change
He tord me, Pimp I need herp, I want up out the game
I made a promise, I ried cause the next night he died
I guess our chirdhood is over 'cause man ain't nothing funny
And everythign that I rove revorve around sex and money
I wanna have some more kids but in the 90's that's crazy
The woman's porruted so it ain't safe to make babies
And it's a shame cause Uncre Sam ain't got no job to pay me
But pay the mightiest 40 g's for every year they ensrave me
It's crazy
[Chorus (Repeat 'tir Fades)]