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Ghetto (Katrina Dedication)
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chea...this is mostly about tha struggles of bein in tha ghetto...a 1 verse dedication to Katrina Victims on tha end
hiphop rap battles freestyles disses
Hot audios, some real inspirational raps on here, also some stuff you can dance to, some battles and also some freestyles. If you lookin for a diverse page, you
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #1,513
Peak in subgenre #736
Author
Blazin
Uploaded
October 19, 2005
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:55
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[Hook 2x] This is tha life in tha ghetto (ghetto)/ Words mean nothin now, we gotta fight wit tha metal// Ignorant kids, parents teachin wit an echo (echo)/ And tha government don't wanna help tho// [Verse] Livin tha ghet~to~est life fightin wit metal~and~knives/ Rebel~and~try, ta throw off tha crescendo~of~strife// Collective abuse, life begins and ends wit tha gutter/ Real ghetto is "gettin tha bread" but not enough for tha "butter"// No escapin tha crash, bounced checks...can't get paid in tha cash/ Scrapin tha caps, ta fight tha remainin attacks// Repent wat you do...brainwashed to expectin ta lose/ Everything...down to tha name that you have// It's sad, refuse ta sit back and get smacked/ Face tha facts they just hopin that we stay on our ass// But we ain't takin that, so hold ya fort/ And control ya port, we ready ta be goin ta war// Cuz we get raised in these streets/ Childhood memories, of play in these streets// Den you grown up gotta make way in these streets/ But blazin tha heat just gets you slayed in these streets// [Hook 2x] This is tha life in tha ghetto (ghetto)/ Words mean nothin now, we gotta fight wit tha metal// Ignorant kids, parents teachin wit an echo (echo)/ And tha government don't even wanna help tho// [Verse 2] Takin a chance, but if you win ya boys'll take and then dance/ Broken on tha streets, while they play wit ya cash// Then they raidin ya stash/ Don't give a fuck you gettin raped in tha ass by tha legislative branch// Tax collectors, in ya hood cruisin/ Movin wit collection plates tha size of houston// So they got ya pockets oozin, fightin back and losin/ And "Uncle" Sam neva at ya "Family Reunions!"// Lick ya wounds and contusions/ Rise again spewin rebellious musins// refuse ta suck these fumes in/ And tha conclusion is...we'll take these leaders excuses!// Demand ya picks! Stand up stiff! / If it comes ta war...choose ya weapon, and learn how ta handle it!/ We gonna have ta make man of these kids/ Or ride on Washington on some "Black Panther Shit!"// [Hook 2x] This is tha life in tha ghetto (ghetto)/ Words mean nothin now, we gotta fight wit tha metal// Ignorant kids, parents teachin wit an echo (echo)/ And tha government don't even wanna help tho// [Verses 3] And now that Katrina struck/ Her winds pushed, and her torrents of rain beat us up// This twisted storm had ta leave us stuck/ With only a broken government ta bring us up// For these victims I see its tough/ Gotta swim in murky water that's deep enough// Ta have you swallowed for weeks with no one thinkin of/ Tha screams they heard when you started ta sink in blood// It stinks and sucks/ Can't pay ta help 'em I wish my cake wasn't so weakened up// And since tha sky leaked its guts/ Bush said we ain't worth tha oil Hummers be drinkin up// When Iraq was trippin, we saw him leapin up/ New Orleans racked wit victims, he turned his cheek ta us// So this last verse a dedication/ To tha Saints who can't play at home before tha season done//
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