Ghetto Show 作词：Talib Kweli Greene, Lonnie Lynn, David West
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the Gods, come on Precious metals round our necks and arms We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the Gods
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the Gods, come on Precious metals round our necks and arms We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the Gods
Whatever's in your heart is where you wanna be My hood is the ghetto Even when you look, it's never what you see My hood is the ghetto
I've been down before, up is just a reach 'Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind, then begin again My hood is the ghetto
Black magic in the hood, it's tragic but understood Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood Even what's bad becomes good, status becomes stood Upon the pedestal welcome to the ghetto show
Federal buildings, pissy hallways filled with children pushin' children Fiends lips peelin', shit seems real and What's real is the estate of mind that we're in The situation feels great
My man peels weight, so we can fill plates You might get love but you still feel hate Through and chain plates, we communicate Chicago to Brooklyn, niggas real ones do relate
If lyrics sold then truth be told I'll probably be just as rich and famous as Jay-Z Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense Next best thing I do a record with common sense
'Cause it's the music, the blues, it's the jazz, it's acoustics Soul, rock and roll, the hip hop that we producin' yea It's the gear, it's the flare, it's the stare Nowadays they'll shoot you where they used to shoot the fair
Remember the lost soldiers, pour a beer, shoot the air We got our own elected officials, no matter who the mayor I know you know what I'm talkin' about, from New York to the South Take off your shoes when you walk in the house
Whatever's in your heart is where you wanna be My hood is the ghetto Even when you look, it's never what you see My hood is the ghetto
I've been down before, up is just a reach 'Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind, then begin again My hood is the ghetto
Yo, I grew up where they're playin' skele in the parkin' lot And sell paintings of Aaliyah, BIG and Pac up in the barbershop Buildings too big so you don't really see the stars a lot But rappin', drinkin', and goin' to prison you see them bars a lot
I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart And always keep my ears to the block till I dearly depart Hip hop is really the art, we have to express the part of ourselves That make us want to martyr ourselves
It ain't harder to tell when somebody stick you up And put the hammer to you They want them dead presidents like Stickman and Mutulu With a gun to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore Kicks is a hundred or more
A man in front of the store, beggin' for money and mercy I told him say a prayer under his breath, he cursed me Niggaz is thirsty, I heard it's a drought Up early, servin' from their grandmother's house
Sometimes the ghetto feels desolate The eyes of the hood, yo, is desperate, effected by the deficit Times and lessons get hard, either get by or get God But you try to get by, it's like the block keep blockin'
You try to make moves, it's like the car just keep stoppin' We shorties in the court, need Cochran, yea I tell them why the weed seeds poppin', in the game you need options No time for feet watchin', me and Kwe keep rockin' for the ghetto
Whatever's in your heart is where you wanna be My hood is the ghetto Even when you look, it's never what you see My hood is the ghetto
I've been down before, up is just a reach 'Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind, then begin again My hood is the ghetto
Whatever's in your heart is where you wanna be My hood is the ghetto Even when you look, it's never what you see My hood is the ghetto
I've been down before, up is just a reach 'Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind, then begin again My hood is the ghetto
It's the, it's like the world is ghettos, ghettos 'round the world Be rockin' for the universe and the world, yea For me personally I feel like, you know I see I travel from city to city, state to state Heavy rock gold and check out, the hood You know I'm sayin' it's like the ghetto show