Stuck in the Ghetto Lyrics

Stuck in the ghetto trying ya find a way out

Cant cope wit the pressure

Shit to hard ya figure out

Tryna keep cool

Searching Fa the answers

Used to hit the floor just to see if the lord a answer

The Concrete jungle

Trapped in the struggle

Nigga Never had a hustle

Searching for a plug

Just To finish off the puzzle

Ya dawg moving kane

Still trying find a lane

Dreaming of the day ya pain

Becomes champagne

Ya mood change like the weather

Shit you ready for whatever

Screwed face posing with ya guns in the mirror

When it's yo turn you'll be a motherfuckin

Terror

I triple dawg dare a nigga try ta disrespect ya Or check ya

Boss in the making

Wolf in Sheep's clothing

Mantra to ya self

I can't wait till I'm balling

But you living flagrant

Sleeping in the basement

Ain't got a change clothes

An ya Running outta patient

At ya breaking point

So you bout to start taking

Money not ya bitch

All you think about is caking

Living off ramens

This nigga got some screws loose

Say he puttin dots on niggas heads like hindus

Heart cold like Russia

Don't trust a motherfucka

Sleeping wit the heater

Titty bars tricking couple grand tipping

Playing Russian roulette in a game you never winning

From rags to riches

Fucking these bad bitches to being fucked up

And dis by raggedy bitches

Stuck in the ghetto tryna find a way out

Can't cope wit the presser

Shit to hard to figure out

Had you run

You was working in a drought

Never in doubt

Thought you had the answers

Living so corrupt

Ya soul black like cancer

Nigga you reminiscing

On how u used to get it

Looking back at ya life

An wouldn't do shit different

Said you love the rush

An you not afraid of prison

Pops didn't raise ya

Mama couldnt save ya

Crack on the Table

Blow in wax paper

Being sold out the back door

Like now and laters

Never had kids

You said a brick was ya lady

Product of the 80s

Got the hood goin crazy

Bitch

My Guns off safety

If these shells hit ya nigga Make bastard his outta baby

Should a never played em

Corners brought the stretcher

Looking up to the sky you see

The reaper out ta get ya

10 Hail Marys

Hope the lord is still wit ya

Walking in the shadows death

An outta time

Got tunnel vision

Carties got you blind

Grandma say never

Give ya pearls to swine

Finesse ya whole family

Just to see is dollar signs

Posted in them streets

Day in an day out

Been so fucked up

You want blow ya brains out

A lick away from jail

Ya destinations hell

Rehabilitated in

A system that fails

You say u bout to change

Nigga we can't tell