Lyrics Life in the Ghetto - Sync Diversity , Big J Beezy

Life in the ghetto
Life in the ghetto
Living in the ghetto
Children playing in the streets
Cleveland, Ohio
San Francisco and Detroit

I'm back on that ass like taxes
And bad bets isn't best for masses
Armed teachers in classes
Trending Urkel style glasses
Skinny jeans, not on me
I'm the type of guy need my balls to breathe
Fuck is y'all doin'?
Ruined like lions
Lying on the tracks like fat bitches on jobs
Now I get hate mail from pounds of slobs
"It's the economy, I can't find a job, it's drowning me"
Surrounding me like the police
No, literally, fuckin' police
Must I say "Fuck the police"?
I release my tension and get mentioned on fifty affidavits
Mama said I never did play that good with them other kids

How much money do you have?
How much money do you need?
Money can be everything
When you're living on the streets

I cross my T's and I'm quick to dot your I's
We got a problem, I don't need no fifty guys
Chuck Norris asked me what to do in a situation
I bitch-slapped his ass and I placed him on time-out
Leaves dug a deep hole, now it's time to climb out
I don't endorse that shit unless it came out my mouth
And y'all don't have to say shit

Does it make you happy?
Does it make you feel complete?
Look at money, then you're broke
Then you end up on the streets
Cleveland, Ohio
San Francisco and Detroit
Taking bribes from the boss
Then we shoot you through the jaw

I'm higher than Toni Braxton
But more ego than Donald Trump
Get you punked like Ashton Kutcher
Surgeon rap suture
Now Saddam can see the future
I predict Flex 3 go platinum with three people clappin'
I'm laughin' my ass off all the way to the bank
The news said I happen to drive a tank
Get in where I fit in, but the cell seems kinda small
Fuck this shit, I got a better plan for y'all
Take your criminal justice and shove it up your cracker asses
Stop goin' to masses
Acting like you walk in faith
Two-sided bitches, your fuckin' karma waits

Living in the ghetto
Children playing in the streets
Weapons at the ready
There is no chance of defeat
Cleveland, Ohio
San Francisco and Detroit
Pop, talk my head off
You were Brooklyn, I don't waste
Life in the ghetto