Ghetto Crisis

Brass knuckle knife, Mafia me and my family
Jail, hell or paradise, am I my brother's keeper?
Forever twice, what's done in the dark
Will come to the street light
Zero tolerance, taking no shorts
It's a ghetto crisis out here

Who's that peeking in my window?
(Who's that peeking in my window?)
Me drop a miss crop, and vome-vomer, they better recognize
Me just uh sit back rolling up me indo'
I'm another guillotine warrior and the ghetto must survive

Stop playa hating, I am the murderer, you don't know me
Another life I'm taking, evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-ta
Stop playa hating, I am the murderer, you don't know me
Another life I'm taking, me give 'em a left, me give 'em a right
Me start to boxing up their ass
Now hear this

Syrup in my cup, me straight balling (we balling, we balling now)
Me run up the cut with me gun and dro (nigga come to test me now)
Me pull the trigger back, look at the boy that's falling him
Another day another death, I had to murder one
One more grave, I am done

Stop playa hating, I am the murderer, you don't know me
Another life I'm taking, evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-ta
I am the son of Satan, illegal ass a nine killing a man slowly
Cruising man or Jamaican, or American come fi test
And feel my wrath

Is this the way it's supposed to be?
Dear lord, do you hear my prayers, are you listening?
Forgive me for saying I'm trapped in a world
That's got a grudge against me living
What happened to the good old days when unity was a must
When you could put trust in your own people
Without our own people trying to get us

And I could see the rules of the game
Are still the same 'cause days are shorter
And times are harder, I'm fighting to keep my head above water
'Cause I got to protect myself from the evil of my own people
The only person I fear is God
And through his eyes we're all created equal

And I can't understand how black on black crime hit as hard as it did
'Cause the half the niggas that you did, you used to roll with as kids
Father forgive me for being faithless and hopeless
But in this cruel world, it's hard to stay focused if you haven't noticed

No one seems to want to follow the rules
If we can't live as brothers and sisters, than we'll perish as fools
And to the youngsters coming up, never sell your soul
'Cause life is priceless, stay strong
And try to make it through this ghetto crisis

Don't violate me, stressed, don't cross the line
Now I promote no argument, me conversate when I won't come nice
Paranoid, paranoid, when I be coming on down, fawn
Ever ball, approach me swinging make a man fall

Me serious with the fists, one touch could make a fool die
Them turned heads and one could see the devil in me eye
But I'm off and, me rub the coffin, that's one interrogation
Scream heartless when I violate me rule and regulation

Me get the satisfaction from the killing
Who next for all plex 'cause me ready and me willing
Me ready fi the battle, drink me gyal, mi wanting the sexual healing
Ghetto life is nothing nice we haffi go cap peeling

We are the true jumping and dump and move it over
The ghettos all across the line, far from moving over
And I and I will be get up me pistol and me pride up
Tell me this, who shall save the white man's idol?

Who shall save the white man's idol (president)
Who shall save the white man's idol (national guard)
Who shall save the white man's idol (police)
Who shall save the white man's idol (priest)

Who shall save the white man's idol (dope)
Who shall save the white man's idol (them guards too)
Who shall save the white man's idol (your soul)
Who shall save the white man's idol (God)

Who gone save your ass when we blast?
Who gone get the last laugh, coming up out of this ghetto crisis
Coming up out of this ghetto gas, ha, yeah
It's wicked in the mushroom claat, nuclear niggas
It's a ghetto crisis



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Wayne Mcvey
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