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Tha Undaground Thugz Miscellaneous Hood Stories HOOD STORIES (Chorus) x2 yo it ain’t that great, life in the hood you try to get away, I would if I could run away n start again, but I dunno if I should cuz its bin like a home to me, whether bad or good… (Switch-B) Yo, yo Livin in the ghetto, it aint that great It’s all full of rape, Guns, drugs, fakes and hate Gangs fightin over who control the state gate The youth growin up on trashed estates Growin up to find, they got a bad fate They parents stoned, cant pay the tax rate This can’t be straight, 80 percent of the world live wit empty plates While the other 20 live, and already ate If u relate to what I’m sayin, then join the debate Let me translate… As we await, the decision of G8 Whether or not they will still lead in a way of dictate Or will they let us live our lives in a free state In this rhyme I create, I say what I feel This is the deal, it will always be real So I appeal to all those thugs, drop what you steal Throw away the weapons you conceal And listen up y’all to the truth I reveal… (konman) yo yo wen i look around, theres no truth its full of guns, death, cest and disputes. cops dressed up in a suit gangstas run, a poped gun and another fukin, pursuit. and if you like my lyrics, then press replay to hear me spit my soul on this song with this DJ and many poeple left homeless from currupt cops, bad judges and an overwelming sence of distress poeple livin there life on weed black escalades pull up in peoples home just to make people bleed not enough money for peoples greed and young people stayin hungry cuz they fathers cant produce food to feed plus the ghetto has no money jus all violence, danger every were and these assholes just think its funny untill we solve these problems untill we get unity then we bound to get all this war on the streets cuz muvafuker.... (Chorus) x2 yo it ain’t that great, life in the hood you try to get away, I would if I could run away n start again, but I dunno if I should cuz its bin like a home to me, whether bad or good… (switch-b) yo, ima keep rhymin til we get what we need extra help in the hood, not introduce kids to speed currupt justice system, no matter what way they plead the innnocent get sentenced while the guilty gettin freed as we proceed, the ghetto gettin worse as i wait to see which 1 of my homies die first and to the youth, we givin them a world thats cursed to grow in, why cant our fate be reversed? its perverse, around every corner lurks danger little children gettin offered LSD by an stranger but thru my rhymes, im actin as the towns park ranger so maybe our next generation will look a bit less endangered (konman) exchange it to a real good beat and everyone will probally have shoes on they feet every time i rhyme, my hand takes over people left dead, rotted like corn stover i devoure any person with my power politics spoke shit now people in london fear nuclear shower its sour how even the most innocent family can be killed, tortured, and starved for food lets make it history cuz... (Chorus) x2 yo it ain’t that great, life in the hood you try to get away, I would if I could run away n start again, but I dunno if I should cuz its bin like a home to me, whether bad or good… |
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