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Fat Joe

Born in the Ghetto

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Текст песни Fat Joe - Born in the Ghetto

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Yeah,It`s time, babyIt`s time to speak the truth, maturityHuh, niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the realYa call yourself real, ya gotta start speaking about the realThis is Joe Crack The Don, and this is what i`m bringin` to youuh, yonowadays, I`m flirtin with uncertain deathLord I gotta be dying, coz after all this crying, how much more hurtin`s left?When will the pain stop?This depression and anxiety is gonna make me show another side of meMy niggas ride with me coz I`m the truthThere`s benefits to rolling with this clique,don`t nobody fuck with youStill they label me a tyrant and a backstabberbut study the facts of Crack, the shit don`t add upI`m bringin opportunity to my communityProbably the only rapper that caresbut still you out to ruin meWho you foolin B? I`m for unityLatins and Blacks, could you fathom the strengthwe have of the two are attachedBorn together, roaded in lifeThese uncle charm polititions ain`t holdin us rightHow could the same nigga be 20 years in officewhen it`s clear the only thing that`s rising is unemployment,abortion, little kids having kidsthe school system is failing us, now ain`t that some shit?While the rich keep gettin richer, the poor keep dying young,I can`t hide it no more, the time has come(chorus)I was born in the ghetto,trembling, try`na stay aliveCoz when you`re born in the ghetto,No-one seems to hear you cryBrown skin, you know I love my bro-o-own skinEveryday I`m confronted with racismThese motherfuckin copperswanna bag us and have us shackled up in state prisonsAfter all the taxes I pay,you would think when they stop us they would have something nicer to saythan "GET THE FUCK OUT THE CAR! WHERE THE DRUGS AT?ALL THE JEWELRY YOU`RE WEARING,WHERE THE FUCKIN GUNS AT?"Once they search the car clean and find nothin,the same crooked cops try to act like they know us or somethingLaughin, tellin jokes by the thousands2 seconds ago they tried to send us to the mountainsLeave my son without a father, my wife without a husbandthe more I think about it, man it`s just disgustingStii=ll, we live amongst them, everybody wants outThat`s why we rap like we got silver spoons in our mouthLike we ain`t grow up on welfareNigga don`t even go there, you probably wore Pro-Plares!We need to educate the youth, tell the seeds the truthToo much to share, the bare minimum will exceed the proof(chorus)I was born in the ghetto,trembling, try`na stay aliveCoz when you`re born in the ghetto,No-one seems to hear you cryOoh, yeahSo much painTryin hard to stay alive, stay aliveOut in these streets, ooohMan sometimes in can get so toughOh yes, yes it canYes it can, yeahIt can get so hard, so hard, so hard

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