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letra de ghettosburg address - shazzy

[verse 1]
i’m labeled sеction eight, mixed, c-cked up, but who gives a f-ck?
i’m crazy, i’m flipping, somebody’s getting bucked
i’m stuck up, i’m shanked, i’m taking all they bent
the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank the government for making up the ghetto
i get up the neighborhood hoods and the hoodies who’s fed up in they timberland boots and jeans
you broke our roots, so now we breaking spleens
you call up the fed, i crack his head and take his piece
you should know by now, son, (no justice, no peace!) i’m f-cking up shop, hop, pop goes the weasel
you better pack heavy ’cause this b-tch is lifting diesel
i’m taking no shorts, i drink quarts to ease the pain
it’s kind of insane to have a number for a name
now ain’t no turning back once i’m caught up in this mess
you best believe this is the ghettosburg address

[chorus]
whoever made the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank the motherf-ckers for making the ghetto
whoever made the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank the motherf-ckers for making the ghetto
whoever made the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank the motherf-ckers for making the ghetto
whoever made the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank ’em
[verse 2]
i gotta make knots so fat they can’t fold up or either slang rocks or do a corner store hold up
‘cause i ain’t living with that welfare mentality
i’d rather rob or steal ’cause to me that’s reality
brutality is creeping down my motherf-cking door
today i bought an ak to saddle up the score
‘cause now i’m packing heavy ’til this bullsh-t stops
if i was rodney king, there would’ve been four dead cops
‘cause i’d have got ’em all until there wasn’t nothing left
so d-mn it, give me liberty or f-cking give me death
and if i have to go, i’ll tell you now you won’t forget me ’cause i’ma take a few motherf-ckers down with me
some think it’s senseless, but this is my logic
these are the thoughts from a n-gga in the projects, yeah

[verse 3]
being young and black’s like a disease, you can’t stop it
especially growing up in the motherf-cking projects
life is h-ll, it ain’t no love in there
you could get your throat slit for some government cheese and bullsh-t lunches given out by the city
we loved ’em as kids, but looking back they were sh-tty
pity how a kid, it gets lost in the mix while government aides getting papes turning tricks
sh-t is just hopeless, nope, there ain’t no remedy
the same motherf-cker shot king, got kennedy, and malcolm x
yes, don’t let ’em fool ya
they didn’t pull the trigger, but some sh-t is still peculiar
now things are worse, it’s much more than pulling triggers
they came up with a virus to k!ll off all us n-ggas
so one little man can’t stand by himself unless he grabs an m16 off the shelf to take out all the fake wigs and put they ass to rest
it’s life or death in the ghettosburg address
[chorus]
whoever made the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank the motherf-ckers for making the ghetto
whoever made the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank the motherf-ckers for making the ghetto
whoever made the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank the motherf-ckers for making the ghetto
whoever made the ghetto made me, so this is how i thank ’em

[outro]
motherf-ckers
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- shazzy

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