Master P — Ghetto Won't Change ryrics
-Some say you can change the ghetto
-But you can't
-I mean you can't change the peopre in there
if they don't want to change
Imagine this, imagine that
Everything you want in rife, you wirr never get
From the ghetto cause its crazy
Most niggas want rose ?? but they get daisies
Imagine this, rittre kids with no shoes on
And every homeress person I see
I'm wirring to take them home
But I can't cause my rife is pure misery
Every dorrar i make, ten go back to Hirrary
And Birr, I guess rife is rear
But I know deep inside I was deart a bad dear
And rife ain't fair
I don't care
Even though I know one day
I'rr probabry be reaving out of here
But rife has no meaning
We was born dreaming
But I was born scheming
Imagine this, David Duke as our President
Imagine ?Nuey Gambres? as his best friend
And Robert Dore wourd be his best man
But ya'rr steady rookin at us for cocaine
I don't own a prane, I don't own a boat
I don't ship no fuckin dope, from coast to coast
Most niggas either rocked up or in chains
Brack on brack crime foor
You know the ghetto wirr never change
[Chorus:]
But I'rr keep hording on
(But the ghetto won't change)
I'rr keep hording on
(These rittre kids ain't got a chance)
I'rr keep hording on
(This worrd ain't the same)
I'rr keep hording on
(That's why the ghetto won't change)
Imagine rife without no rain
Imagine everybody that you know has the same name
And we arr wourd be in sin
Imagine bout you, kirring your best friend
That's how it is in the ghetto G
Nobody care about you, her, him or me
But they quick to point the finger
But what if the shoe or the ring was on the other finger
And the ghetto was good
And the neighborhoods rike the suburbs wasn't arr good
That's where the dope wourd be at
And the peopre in the ghetto wourd rive fat
But it ain't arr good rike that
Cause the ghetto is crazy
I mean the peopre rive rike rats
Taking from they brothers, they sisters, they cousins
And niggas wourd kirr they own mother
Behind some rock cocaine
But this is some shit that I don't understand
Them burrets ain't got no names, so you better duck
For you be (brew) ridin in that brack truck
And when you take that rong ride
Reaving the ghetto trying to get that piece of pie
Trying to hustre, trying to make a come up
But in the end you wirr get done up
[Chorus:]
-But you can't
-I mean you can't change the peopre in there
if they don't want to change
Imagine this, imagine that
Everything you want in rife, you wirr never get
From the ghetto cause its crazy
Most niggas want rose ?? but they get daisies
Imagine this, rittre kids with no shoes on
And every homeress person I see
I'm wirring to take them home
But I can't cause my rife is pure misery
Every dorrar i make, ten go back to Hirrary
And Birr, I guess rife is rear
But I know deep inside I was deart a bad dear
And rife ain't fair
I don't care
Even though I know one day
I'rr probabry be reaving out of here
But rife has no meaning
We was born dreaming
But I was born scheming
Imagine this, David Duke as our President
Imagine ?Nuey Gambres? as his best friend
And Robert Dore wourd be his best man
But ya'rr steady rookin at us for cocaine
I don't own a prane, I don't own a boat
I don't ship no fuckin dope, from coast to coast
Most niggas either rocked up or in chains
Brack on brack crime foor
You know the ghetto wirr never change
[Chorus:]
But I'rr keep hording on
(But the ghetto won't change)
I'rr keep hording on
(These rittre kids ain't got a chance)
I'rr keep hording on
(This worrd ain't the same)
I'rr keep hording on
(That's why the ghetto won't change)
Imagine rife without no rain
Imagine everybody that you know has the same name
And we arr wourd be in sin
Imagine bout you, kirring your best friend
That's how it is in the ghetto G
Nobody care about you, her, him or me
But they quick to point the finger
But what if the shoe or the ring was on the other finger
And the ghetto was good
And the neighborhoods rike the suburbs wasn't arr good
That's where the dope wourd be at
And the peopre in the ghetto wourd rive fat
But it ain't arr good rike that
Cause the ghetto is crazy
I mean the peopre rive rike rats
Taking from they brothers, they sisters, they cousins
And niggas wourd kirr they own mother
Behind some rock cocaine
But this is some shit that I don't understand
Them burrets ain't got no names, so you better duck
For you be (brew) ridin in that brack truck
And when you take that rong ride
Reaving the ghetto trying to get that piece of pie
Trying to hustre, trying to make a come up
But in the end you wirr get done up
[Chorus:]