Lyrics Ghetto Show - Common , Talib Kweli , Anthony Hamilton
Ghetto
to
ghetto,
backyard
to
yard
We
tear
it
up
y'all,
bless
the
mic
with
the
Gods,
come
on
Precious
metals
round
our
necks
and
arms
We
tear
it
up
y'all,
bless
the
mic
with
the
Gods
Ghetto
to
ghetto,
backyard
to
yard
We
tear
it
up
y'all,
bless
the
mic
with
the
Gods,
come
on
Precious
metals
round
our
necks
and
arms
We
tear
it
up
y'all,
bless
the
mic
with
the
Gods
Whatever's
in
your
heart
is
where
you
wanna
be
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
Even
when
you
look,
it's
never
what
you
see
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
I've
been
down
before,
up
is
just
a
reach
'Cause
my
hood
is
the
ghetto
Catch
a
second
wind,
then
begin
again
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
Black
magic
in
the
hood,
it's
tragic
but
understood
Crack
addicts,
crack
windows,
crack
wood
Even
what's
bad
becomes
good,
status
becomes
stood
Upon
the
pedestal
welcome
to
the
ghetto
show
Federal
buildings,
pissy
hallways
filled
with
children
pushin'
children
Fiends
lips
peelin',
shit
seems
real
and
What's
real
is
the
estate
of
mind
that
we're
in
The
situation
feels
great
My
man
peels
weight,
so
we
can
fill
plates
You
might
get
love
but
you
still
feel
hate
Through
and
chain
plates,
we
communicate
Chicago
to
Brooklyn,
niggas
real
ones
do
relate
If
lyrics
sold
then
truth
be
told
I'll
probably
be
just
as
rich
and
famous
as
Jay-Z
Truthfully
I
wanna
rhyme
like
common
sense
Next
best
thing
I
do
a
record
with
common
sense
'Cause
it's
the
music,
the
blues,
it's
the
jazz,
it's
acoustics
Soul,
rock
and
roll,
the
hip
hop
that
we
producin'
yea
It's
the
gear,
it's
the
flare,
it's
the
stare
Nowadays
they'll
shoot
you
where
they
used
to
shoot
the
fair
Remember
the
lost
soldiers,
pour
a
beer,
shoot
the
air
We
got
our
own
elected
officials,
no
matter
who
the
mayor
I
know
you
know
what
I'm
talkin'
about,
from
New
York
to
the
South
Take
off
your
shoes
when
you
walk
in
the
house
Whatever's
in
your
heart
is
where
you
wanna
be
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
Even
when
you
look,
it's
never
what
you
see
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
I've
been
down
before,
up
is
just
a
reach
'Cause
my
hood
is
the
ghetto
Catch
a
second
wind,
then
begin
again
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
Yo,
I
grew
up
where
they're
playin'
skele
in
the
parkin'
lot
And
sell
paintings
of
Aaliyah,
BIG
and
Pac
up
in
the
barbershop
Buildings
too
big
so
you
don't
really
see
the
stars
a
lot
But
rappin',
drinkin',
and
goin'
to
prison
you
see
them
bars
a
lot
I
feel
the
spirit
in
the
dark
and
hear
it
in
my
heart
And
always
keep
my
ears
to
the
block
till
I
dearly
depart
Hip
hop
is
really
the
art,
we
have
to
express
the
part
of
ourselves
That
make
us
want
to
martyr
ourselves
It
ain't
harder
to
tell
when
somebody
stick
you
up
And
put
the
hammer
to
you
They
want
them
dead
presidents
like
Stickman
and
Mutulu
With
a
gun
to
your
jaw,
these
kids
don't
run
anymore
Kicks
is
a
hundred
or
more
A
man
in
front
of
the
store,
beggin'
for
money
and
mercy
I
told
him
say
a
prayer
under
his
breath,
he
cursed
me
Niggaz
is
thirsty,
I
heard
it's
a
drought
Up
early,
servin'
from
their
grandmother's
house
Sometimes
the
ghetto
feels
desolate
The
eyes
of
the
hood,
yo,
is
desperate,
effected
by
the
deficit
Times
and
lessons
get
hard,
either
get
by
or
get
God
But
you
try
to
get
by,
it's
like
the
block
keep
blockin'
You
try
to
make
moves,
it's
like
the
car
just
keep
stoppin'
We
shorties
in
the
court,
need
Cochran,
yea
I
tell
them
why
the
weed
seeds
poppin',
in
the
game
you
need
options
No
time
for
feet
watchin',
me
and
Kwe
keep
rockin'
for
the
ghetto
Whatever's
in
your
heart
is
where
you
wanna
be
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
Even
when
you
look,
it's
never
what
you
see
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
I've
been
down
before,
up
is
just
a
reach
'Cause
my
hood
is
the
ghetto
Catch
a
second
wind,
then
begin
again
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
Whatever's
in
your
heart
is
where
you
wanna
be
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
Even
when
you
look,
it's
never
what
you
see
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
I've
been
down
before,
up
is
just
a
reach
'Cause
my
hood
is
the
ghetto
Catch
a
second
wind,
then
begin
again
My
hood
is
the
ghetto
It's
the,
it's
like
the
world
is
ghettos,
ghettos
'round
the
world
Be
rockin'
for
the
universe
and
the
world,
yea
For
me
personally
I
feel
like,
you
know
I
see
I
travel
from
city
to
city,
state
to
state
Heavy
rock
gold
and
check
out,
the
hood
You
know
I'm
sayin'
it's
like
the
ghetto
show
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