Spice 1 - Welcome to The Ghetto текст песни

Welcome to the ghetto

(verse 1)

Livin day by day in my hood on the spot

See the same old things:same dope fiends cops

Just an average day in the streets of california

5-0 find a young girl dead around the corner

Mommies on her knees she had tears in her eyes

And nobody knew why the young girl had to die

People look ashamed its been life this fo years

Bloody sheets on her body face wet from her mamas tears

She couldnta been over 4-5

And if mommy wasnt based she would still be alive

But now the street is a place you could be swallowed by death

Brothas takin each others lives

And goin to rest in peace

I wonder if heaven got a ghetto

My cousin died last year

And I still cant let go

I walk the streets of my city of my neighborhood

Seein dope fiends livin off can goods

15 niggaz on the corner

And niggaz die young in california

5-0 ll get a dope case and flaunt it

Have your ass on "americas most wanted"

But I dont slang or either gang-bang

And though my old school homies do the same thang

I still got love cause you gotta live

So you can give

And raise a family g

But you gotta do your best slangin d-o-p-e

So keep a grip on yourself and stay mellow

And welcome to the ghetto

(welcome hard up with it to my life) ? ?

(chorus) 4x

Welcome to the ghetto

(welcome hard up with it to my life)

(verse 2)

From across the seas comes cocaine

But you never seen a black man fly the plane

Look at the a href=news:a>news:a /a> young black death

Was it drug related,take a guess

I flash when I look in the mirror black

Cause my reflection is a 9 millimeter gat

I think about genocide

And have thoughts of my homies who died

Everybody backstabbin

But I aint the one to talk Im into gafflin

Death gives a shit about your color

But yet I see mo dead young brothas

Im goin crazy out here

Seein 24 brothas die by the end of the year

And I still gotta deal with the 5-0

And I stopped sellin dope in 9-0

But if I came to it

I probably still do it

Put a nine in my draws get straight to it

I hope that I never see the day

That I get 20 years for a cake

B-k-a as a key

So open up the door for the mo money

But I aint gotta do that g

Cause Im down with the f-a to the c to the u to the l-t-y

G-nut x-tra large and s-p-i-c-e make niggas feel like jello

And welcome to the ghetto

(welcome hard up with it to my life)

(chorus) 4x

Welcome to the ghetto 7x