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Ghetto Children

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Wake up wake up
Ghetto children
Wake up wake up
Ghetto children

Ghetto boy
You’re my life
And there’s so much for you to protect and to say
And baby boy
Don’t hit your wife
Cause your kids may grow up someday to be this way
You don’t know
What you may be
To some boy
In society
There’s a secret to why
You must survive
So listen to what we say
Cause this type of shit happens everyday

Go for yours cause dreams come true
And this is the message we bring to you
Hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now
No matter what teachers say to you
Ghetto children are beautiful
Say hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now

Baby girl
You’re my life
It’s important that you smile
And never cry
Study math and your sciences
Maybe you’ll figure why we subtract and multiply
You don’t know
What you may be
To some girl
In society
There’s a secret to why we must survive
So listen to what we say
Cause this type of shit happens everyday

Go for yours cause dreams come true
And this is the message we bring to you
Hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now
No matter what teachers say to you
Ghetto children are beautiful
Say hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now

Crack town
Ghetto in the city
Buildings are abandoned
The girls are still pretty
A child looks in the mirror
Here to see my life clearer
All I see is ghetto keys to this jet black carrera
Of course 911 don’t mean help
The only ones that need help is them sons without wealth
It’s apparent that this nation
They don’t know what they facin
Young natural born killers
And these street corner masons
You want that type of money
That you see in a mob flick
Would you stash it your wallet?
Yes with the lumps under my carpet
Listen to your heart
Why should I listen to you?
I was here from the start
But you don’t bring no money through
Look I only fill capes
And to get it I kill jakes
By the time I’m 21
I’ll be the ghetto bill gates
You were born to be an angel
That it was in my brain too
Now the only star spangled
Is coming outta my bangle
Now that I’m out (ghetto ghetto boy)
It’s like the whole world blames you
Although the ghetto’s nothing like the conclusion I came to
Your friends ill you claimin both sides (ghetto ghetto girl)
Now they don’t claim you
Ghetto children change the world
Don’t let it change you

Go for yours cause dreams come true
And this is the message we bring to you
Hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now
No matter what teachers say to you
Ghetto children are beautiful
Say hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now

Go for yours cause dreams come true
And this is the message we bring to you
Hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now
No matter what teachers say to you
Ghetto children are beautiful
Say hey now hey now now
Hey now hey now now

Little children the ones that caught up
The whole world wants to be a part of
A little ghetto thang
A little ghetto thang (to fade)

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