Lyrics Ghetto Child - Mystikal
(Master
P)
It's
crazy
out
here
(uhhhhhhh)
Yo
mama
I'm
tryin
to
keep
my
head
strong
(whats
up
Mystikal?)
Uhhhhhh!
(uhhhhhh)
I'm
just
a
ghetto
child
trying
to
make
it
Uhhhhhh!
I'm
just
a
ghetto
child
trying
to
make
it
(Chorus)
Uhhhhhh!
This
ghetto
got
me
crazy
Mamma,
won't
you
pray
for
your
baby?
Uhhhhhh!
I'm
just
a
ghetto
child
trying
to
make
it
Mamma,
I'm
just
a
ghetto
child
trying
to
make
it
I
feel
like
a
bird
nigga
with
no
wings
I'm
stuck
in
this
ghetto
trying
to
have
a
little
change
My
homies
killing
up
each
other
cause
we
gotta
eat
And
I
ain't
tripping
cause
I'm
running
from
the
police
I
done
seen
little
kids
in
the
projects
starving
I
done
seen
more
hoes
messing
then
Marvin
See
in
the
ghetto
the
sun
it
barely
shines
But
so
many
niggas
in
jail
and
the
welfare
lines
And
all
my
life
I
thought
Bill
Clinton
ran
the
country
Until
I
found
out
Bill
Gates
had
all
the
money
And
the
media
starting
east
and
west
coast
wars
I'm
from
the
south,
where
they
prejudice
on
us
all
Come
out
of
the
powdered
milk
and
eggs
don't
fill
us
up
But
why
the
government
sold
us
drugs
and
charges
to
clean
us
up
Gave
us
three
halves
and
high
interest
student
loans
Four
dollar
minimum
wage
and
section
eight,
we
call
it
home
Chorus
x2
(Mystikal)
It's
real
when
you
can
do
whatever
you
want
to
do
When
you
want
to
do
it
Ain't
to
many
niggas
out
there
living
like
that
That's
why
the
rest
of
you
niggas
aint
never
gone
through
it
How
many
niggas
in
the
pen
How
many
niggas
in
the
cemetary
don't
know
why?
How
many
strikes
y'all
niggas
need
How
many
innocent
children
in
the
ghetto
got
to
lose
their
lives?
WHY!
Why
you
gotta
make
your
momma
cry?
HUH!
She
take
you
out
of
the
street
Cause
that's
where
you
gonna
die
But
you
don't
listen
cause
your
mind
is
one
track
And
your
head
is
hard
And
your
getting
flipped,
and
your
talking
back
Showing
your
ass
actin
straight
up
of
the
wall
Let
me
talk
to
y'all,
don't
think
it's
too
hard
to
fall
But
that's
far
and
all
I
done
saw
it
all,
it's
cool
when
it
started
off
Now
niggas
duckin
bullets
like
dodge-a-ball
Niggas
got
me
scared
to
plant
my
seeds,
fear
of
how
high
it's
gonna
grow
Living
in
a
messed
up
world,
in
a
messed
up
time
I'm
telling
ya,
you
can't
do
shit
no
more!
It's
bigger
than
us,
it's
out
of
our
hands
That's
why
I'm
praying
to
God
Oh
heavenly
father,
keep
my
head
above
the
water
It's
your
world,
but
where's
your
children
Your
sons
and
your
daughters
We
struggling,
trying
to
get
out
of
the
ghetto
And
Compton
trying
to
make
it
to
mars!
Chorus
x2
(Silkk
The
Shocker)
Dear
mama
pray
for
your
son,
hoping
I
can
make
it
through
this
game
Wishing
I
can
change,
I've
been
through
so
much
Seen
so
many
things,
couldn't
find
the
words
to
explain
The
only
way
to
avoid
stress
is
to
get
high,
by
drinking
hennessey
but
I
But
I
can't
get
too
high,
cause
I
gotta
keep
my
eyes
on
my
enemies
I've
seen
harder
times,
but
there
gonna
be
some
harder
days
Penetentary
close,
but
you
know
what?
Cemeteries
aint
that
far
away
Before
I
die
I'm
trying
to
make
the
whole
world
feel
Like
our
people
scared
to
stand
there
The
way
we
express
ourself,
they
think
that
we
all
some
killers
But
look
into
the
eyes
of
a
ghetto
child
influenced
by
the
street
Go
to
sleep
to
gunshots,
wake
up
from
the
sirens
of
the
police
See
now
my
life
aint
been
the
same
nigga,
life
as
a
thug
If
I
had
to
draw
a
picture
of
my
life
I
have
to
paint
my
picture
in
blood
Closest
homie
died,
before
he
die
little
cousin
told
me
this
Get
you
something
cause
cemetaries
Packed
full
of
niggas
who
had
dreams
to
be
rich
So
keep
your
head
up,
to
all
my
ghetto
children
it
was
hard
To
tell
my
family
one
day
I
was
gonna
grow
up
to
make
millions
When
I
told
them,
they
seemed
to
laugh
at
my
so
called
dream
I
like
to
scream
when
I
came
home
from
jail
When
I
was
told
best
friend
turned
into
a
fiend
I
aint
gonna
lie,
my
conscience
aint
clear,
when
I
close
my
eyes
Of
course
you
gotta
realize,
god
forgive
me,
I'm
just
trying
to
survive
They
cut
welfare
and
health
care,
that
shit
gotta
stop
I
got
a
positive
note,
my
auntie
having
a
baby
Congratulations,
she
on
rocks
Chorus
2X
1 Born 2 Be a Soldier
2 Murder 2
3 13 Years
4 Unpredictable
5 Ain't No Limit
6 Ain't No Limit
7 Ghetto Child
8 Did I Do It
9 Here We Go
10 Here We Go
11 We Got the Clout
12 Still Smokin'
13 U Can't Handle This
14 The Man Right Chea
15 Dick On The Track
16 Sleepin' With Me
17 It Yearns
18 Gangstas
19 Gangstas
20 Shine
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