[Verse:]



Now as I walk the hallways 

And I spark the Marley 

Stop at the park 

Catch a game and ball in parley 

I beg ya pardon 

Yeah I b sparkin 

Run to the store an get some 

Philly cartons plus that 

Remy martin 

Jus to post the block 

With peppahs to close 2 hot 

They boutta to open shop 

Its molten hot, crack the hydren 

In the streets cats b violent 

With supa soakers filled wit freezin aqua 

Bustin knockas,dodgin coppers 

Birds they run in flockers 

Hide ya locker, aviod dem choppas 

Doe off in ya sockers 

Ridin relentless cause its nothin poppa 

My grounds is proppa 

Apartment kids they laugh at monsters 

No bed bugs, jus med drugs 

And dead thugs,that got they head bust 

Fa tryin to bread crust, exuses fa dat because the police 

They let us, get the cheddar 

Til they got hot an fed up 

Den they send boys with billy clubs 

To come and swell r heads up 



[Hook:]

The ghetto 

The ghetto life 

The only life I see 

The ghetto life 

The ghetto life 

The only life for me 

All though its packed with thugs 

They got gats and slugs 

Be on the tracks with drugs 

I still back the love 

So what , its smoke infested 

Most of my folks arrested 

Some houses roach infested 

Dont think the pope could bless it 



[Verse 2:]

It be them same bricks 

Where hot peppahs 

They hang thick 

And Og’s game spit 

And tell u neva eva name spit 

And peeps that sell dope 

His momma says he aint shit 

To blow and get some doe 

Fools is so anxious 

Fiens takin crank hits 

Mixed in them dank spliffs 

It make they brains flip 

It make they brain switch 

And boss’s thang flip 

And take them spain trips 

And import them thangs quick 

All through the main ships 

Pizza man he stay piz 

We always take his 

Ice cream man dont stop 

On most blocks 

It so hot 

Wit mo cops 

Then corn crops 

Thug babies is born pac 

Bedrooms like porn shops 

And mama warn pops 

Not to come around 

If so his arm shot 

Whole family be on rocks 

Crazy and its non-bbstop 

Everywhere u go its far from settle 

But hey, you learn to deal with that growin up in the ghetto 



[Hook]



[Verse 3:]



It be them worldwide hoods 

Where moms and grandmoms raise you good 

Gave u everything they could 

You still dont understood 

Them down south peeps 

That make sure there was somthing ta eat 

That house that cook chicken every day of the week 

Them neighboors that work hard labor every day on their feet 

Them hoods where kids see cars and still stay in the street 

Them tempeture thugs that stay with the heat 

And u know them street thugs 

They stay with them teef 

Them gold ones 

They sit back chit chat and roll one 

Post infront of the store intill the 5-0 come. 

And when they come they still dont run 

They yell whateva to whateva 

Them assholes talk and say 

Turn their backs and just walk away 

And spark they hay 

Hey what can I say 



[Hook]