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Child of the Ghetto

This song is by South Park Mexican and appears on the album The Purity Album (2000).

A Child of the Ghetto
Know how to sleng me an elbow
I made a deal with the devil
Then came up out the cevil
Kilo, so fuck a hero
In my back yard
Is now where my weed grow
I make the block bleed
Servin' fiends in need
I did my first murder
At the age of 17
So now it's biziteen
Imagen pinkie ring
Choppen up the scene
Candy coated limisune
So whatcha wanna see
I'm ballin' at 23
Sippin' down pea
This is my disteny
I'm pimpin' big canton
From Houston to San Anton
My pistol grip is chrome
Bustin' ballers at your dome
Took a trip to rome
But I made it back home
Sittin' all alone
I'm on the Latin Throne.

I'm the Child of the Ghetto
I Said I'm the Child of the Ghetto. [x2]

Now weeto home boy
My people trip on the halle
My people killin' my people
And we don't know what to call it
Fuckin' a barrio war
For the niggas who live in a well
That get the right people who do can.
Never can go strong as the right??
Dealin' with democrates
Eatin' like fuckin' rats
Jackin' with baseball bats
That's because your to poor to have a gat
Gotta da make it better way
But your sister won't let you
Trap deep in a jail cell
I be the locas who down
Fools don't you know my familia
Got ?? in shelter
I'm keepin' dose in the summer
I'm rockin' show's in the winter
Makin' somethin' for nothin'
And take the dreams we been chasin'
Now I'm hittin' licks with some tricks
Just to bring home some gravy
?? On my rollex
I throw a grill on my lexis
I'm keepin' it real for my people
On the grind that have the hustle
To you vatos lowridin' and players
That got it made
Turn your life around now
And ask god for a better way! Uh!

I'm the Child of the Ghetto
I Said I'm the Child of the Ghetto. [x2]

Sometimes a nigga wish
That I can get away
From the shit today
Damn there's got to be
A better way
Don't you ever say that you can't
Get out your predicument
Change for the better
Cause don't know when I can give a shit
If you innocent, if you guilty and just sayin' it
Barely makin' it and muthafuckers say
That they hate me
Kick do's & batteries
Get for my family
Gotta ford the salary
That little sisters had the eat
It's sad to see that tradgity
And agginy of casuolty
Heard some niggas after me
And don't know the half of me
If that's the way it has to be
Then god let'em murder me
Standin' here today but
Don't know if I deserve to be
But I can't let it worry me
I gots to make My Feria
My only fear is god
So don't think I'll be a scared of ya
I stay 2 steps ahead of ya
So ain't nobody holdin' me
My boy's out here will bury ya.
So why don't you fuck over me?

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