Spice 1

Spice 1 - Welcome To The Ghetto lyrics

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(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 it's been life this fo years
 Bloody sheets on her body face wet from her mama's tears
 She couldn'ta been over 4-5
 And if mommy wasn't based she would still be alive
 But now the street is a place you could be swallowed by death
 Brothas takin each other's lives
 And goin to REST IN PEACE
 I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
 My cousin died last year
 And I still can't 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 "America's Most Wanted"
 But I don't 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 news: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 ain't the one to talk I'm into gafflin
 Death gives a shit about your color
 But yet I see mo dead young brothas
 I'm 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 ain't gotta do that G
 Cause I'm 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
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Real Talk Entertainment

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Released in: 1992

Language: English

Appearing on: Spice 1 (1992)

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