Ghetto Life

(álbum: Unleashed & Unreleased - 1998)

Comin out for visit but what's a visit when there's no home?
Other kids' parents like 'this little boy's so grown!'
That's what happens? When you're raised in the streets
All I really want is to get praised in the streets
And he who lays in the streets with your last breath
Ask the Lord for forgiveness and you may have a fast death
It's not like me to have my back turned to open places
I wanna see it when it's comin, so I can open faces
Open cases got me payin to stay out of jail
While these streets, got me to prayin to stay out of hell
Slipped, and I fell, got back up slipped again
But no matter what it's been, niggaz never got a win
It's a thin line I walk, everyday but I'm good!
Project nigga all my life, but wouldn't say the hood!
Knew what I was doin, everyday that I've been doin it
Seein niggaz havin a good time, so I'ma ruin it
Fuck you, and fuck your man, both y'all niggaz is puss!
Frontin like you out the jungle but ain't never seen a bush!
When push comes to shove, whatever love we had take it witchu
Now peep what I just said and see how long it takes to hit you
Everybody knows you can talk all day
But when it's on what you gonna do walk away?

One love Boomer, rest in peace, baby!
Dark Man X, DMX