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Jasper Sawyer
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In the Ghetto
Verse 1: Walking back from school on a street called Martin Luther King What a scene, cause the kids there don't have a dream Guessing am I really different All straight A's, but my family act beligerent
But then I look at Raymond next door The class clown don't think it's funny anymore His little sister screaming daddy don't hurt us Cause an animal can kill at the circus
Les Miserable can't put a dent in the Pain of the children playing by the fence Faces of the fatherless Locked in the pen, it's Ghetto Miserable happening again
Facebook obituary dead at twenty seven Babies born with daddy up in ghetto heaven I'm not ashamed, to say my mama saved me But I can feel the pain of my people going crazy
Chorus: I'm not ashamed, I won't lie, my mama saved me Another baby born in the ghetto Only God knows why, angels come stand by Hear the children cry in the ghetto
Verse 2: My mama kept me out of the ghetto But still bout half my family trapped in the ghetto, So part of me is enjoying this filet mignon The other part is drowning from the guilt of moving on Dope boys lovin it everyday they hustling My cousin keep having babies But never do enough for them Company meetings to profit from the strife Then company parties to make wrong feel right
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My granny died young in the ghetto Everything crumbled when she left she was conquering the egos My brother's gone Smegol it's Lord of the Rings The Lord of the hood-life Thug made King
Old enough to see the truth now its not as glamorous Losing your baby brother that's not the half of it, Mommy sells foods stamps, tryna cash in She'll never get a job so they'll never raise her rent
Government assistance keeps her submissive I hate to see the ghetto kids minds left defenseless There go my old hood seeing the familiar Crazy how my family never gonna leave here
Another baby born in the slums of the projects A brilliant mind could come up and deify it But still not as cool as it looking on the the tv, This is ghetto Rome and the people die easy
Chorus: I'm not ashamed, I won't lie my mama saved me Another baby born in the ghetto Only God knows why, angels come stand by Hear the children cry in the ghetto
Bridge: I'm riding down Jefferson, yeah 1803 God gave me protection, growing up on these streets Got friends gone to heaven, it could've been me And I still got people in the ghetto and I love them, and they love me
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Bridge Repeat
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