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The Ghetto Karaoke - Too Short

To nagranie jest coverem The Ghetto rozsławionym przez Too Short

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 100.065 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: Hm

Czas trwania: 05:05 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:19

Data wydania: 1990
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, W języku angielskim
Kompozytor: Too $hort, Donny Hathaway, Leroy Hutson, Al Eaton

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Tekst The Ghetto

Talking 'bout the ghetto
Funky, funky ghetto
Trying to survive
Trying to stay alive
Talking 'bout the ghetto
Hmm
Funky, funky ghetto
Even though the streets are bumpy lights burned out
Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouth
Old school buddies not doing it right
Every day it's the same and it's the same every night
I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool
If he played me close and tried to test my cool
Every day I wonder just how I'll die
Only thing I know is how to survive
There's only one rule in the real world
And that's to take care of you only you and yours
Keep dealing with the hard times day after day
Might deal me some dope but then crime don't pay
Black man trying to break in my house again
Thought he got off the dope doing time in the pen
Even though my brothers do me just like that
I get a lot of love so I'm giving it back to the ghetto
Talkin' 'bout the ghetto
Funky, funky ghetto
The ghetto
Trying to live our lives
Won't ya tell 'em 'bout it Too short
So just peep the game and don't call it crap
'Cos to me life is one hard rap
Even though my sister smoked crack cocaine
She was nine months pregnant ain't nothing changed
Six hundred million on a football team
And her baby died just like a dope fiend
The story I tell is so incomplete
Five kids in the house no food to eat
Don't look at me and don't ask me why
Mama's next door getting high
Even though she's got five mouths to feed
She'd rather spend her money on a H-I-T
I always tell the truth about things like this
I wonder if the mayor overlooked that list
Instead of adding to the task force send some help
Waiting on him I'd better help myself
Housing Authority and the O.P.D
All these guns just to handle me in the ghetto
People are dyin'
Children are cryin'
The ghetto
Don't have enough to eat
Don't even have shoes on their feet
The ghetto
Even though they put us down and call us animals
We make real big banks and buy brand new clothes
Drive fancy cars make love to stars
Never really saying just who we are
We use alias names like Too short
Sell you stuff you might kill for
Young kids grow up and that's all they know
Didn't teach him in school now he's slangin' dope
Only thing he knows is how to survive
But will he kill another brother before he dies
In the ghetto you keep one eye open
All day long just hoping and hoping
You can pay your bills and not drink too much
Then the problems of life you'll be throwing up
Like me but you don't see
Ten years from now where will you be
The ghetto
Tryin' to get out of the ghetto
But I got no place to go
The ghetto
Tryin' to survive in the heart of the ghetto
Huh 'cos that's the only place that I know
So much game in a Too short rap
Can't be white and whites can't be black
Why you wanna act like someone else
All you gotta do is just be yourself
We're all the same color underneath
Short Dog is in the house you better listen to me
Never be ashamed of what you are
Proud to be black stand tall and hard
Even though some people give you no respect
Be intelligent when you put 'em in check
'Cos when you're ignorant you get treated that way
And when they throw you in jail you got nothing to say
So if you don't listen it's not my fault
I'll be getting paid and you'll be paying the cost
Sitting in the jailhouse running your mouth
While me and my people try to get out
The ghetto
Talkin' 'bout the ghetto
Talkin', talkin' ghetto
Ghetto
Tryin' to survive
Tryin' to stay alive
The ghetto
Funky, funky ghetto
Got no place else to go
Tryin' to stay alive
Huh

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