Текст песни Ghetto - Buckshot , 9th Wonder
"How
do
you
make
your
bread
in
the
ghetto?
Baked
from
the
souls
of
the
dead
in
the
Ghetto"
"How
do
you
make
your
bread
in
the
ghetto?
Baked
from
the
souls
of
the
dead
in
the
Ghetto"
I
wake
up
in
the
morning,
start
my
day
From
the
things
that
I
saw,
to
things
that
I
say
That
bring
things
my
way,
turn
thoughts
into
action
Then
turn
action
to
stackin'
Up
the
chips,
duck
the
clips
from
the
stray
shots
Everyday
spots
get
knocked
by
the
same
cops
In
my
neighborhood
they
say
it's
good,
it's
not
My
neighbors
is
hoods,
and
all
I
see
is
"Chris
Rocks"
At
night,
the
same
price
from
the
beggar
Can
they
get
a
dollar
just
to
holla
at
the
bootlegger?
Noontime
drinking
they
moonshine
Reminiscing
about
the
past,
with
a
bottle
to
pass
The
question
to
ask
is
how
long
could
this
last
Before
you
bombed
on
your
last
beers,
it's
a
known
fact
Cuz,
every
man
in
front
of
a
liquor
store
Got
a
story
ta
tell
about
how
he
did
it
more,
but
listen
"How
do
you
make
your
bread
in
the
ghetto?
Baked
from
the
souls
of
the
dead
in
the
Ghetto"
1 Intro
2 Chemistry 101
3 He's Back
4 Now A Dayz-Tha's What's Up
5 Slippin
6 Side Talk
7 Ghetto
8 Food For Thought
9 No Comparison
10 I Don't Know Why
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