Songtexte Children of the Ghetto - Dat Boi Vic

Street life got a nigga sleeping on them couches
In the bando
With the roaches and all the mouses
Lost boys
Ain't no father figure in our houses
Made plays
Just so I can cop a couple outfits

Street life got a nigga sleeping on them couches
In the bando
With the roaches and all the mouses
Lost boys
Ain't no father figure in our houses
Made plays
Just so I can cop a couple outfits

Rock the hi Tec
Underrated cuz of the dialect
Muscle head niggas catch shells
Right through they bicep
The jewels on my neck
Cost a arm and leg
Leg arm head
Rap niggas is pasting and tracing my step
The plot twistin
In the field right where the cops blitzing
Clock ticking
Murals on walls
Niggas got caught slippin
Pops dippin
Raised by the streets
Nigga did not listen
Mama at the club
Looking for love
Cuz her pops didn't
How could i judge her
When dam, she was abused too
Sixteen is when my fuse blew
I would've blues'd you
Almost shot Bama over ten dollars
Just to prove too
My own ego
The streets turned the god evil
The young Vito
Corleone, Carlito
The reapers repo
Snatch his soul from out his vehicle
That's the body
For niggas who too remedial
To keep up
Every verse is salt
Inside a deep cut
Brilliant pen
Architect writer
s is building men
The black Othello the moor
My bitch Sicilian
The forty made him spin like a windmill
Down south nigga
With Rakim skill
Nigga I am him still
Denzel
Surgical with this bitch
My pen kill
Slay demons
In Hell's Kitchen
I had the Js fiend'n
Diamonds hidden buried in caves gleaming
Slaves swinging
Strangest fruit
Love it or hate it
But you can't change the truth
Absolute
Came from the root
The black womans Afro
Symbolizes the Tree
That gave birth to me
My first universe-city
Bless the track perfectly
Silhouette Of carlito peeking
Holding still with the Tec
Niggas killed my young boy
He thought it was love
But it was death
A Mis step
Backstabbed by niggas
He had just met
Said that it was love
But ain't no love you you get ya shit stretched
He said that it was love
But ain't no love
You get ya shit stretched

Street life got a nigga sleeping on them couches
In the bando
With the roaches and all the mouses
Lost boys
Ain't no father figure in our houses
Made plays
Just so I can cop a couple outfits

Street life got a nigga sleeping on them couches
In the bando
With the roaches and all the mouses
Lost boys
Ain't no father figure in our houses
Made plays
Just so I can cop a couple outfits