Artist/Band: 
Obie Trice 
Lyrics for Song: Ghetto 
Lyrics for Album: Second Round's on Me [2006]
  
               
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  Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 
 
  [Chorus: Trey Songz 2X]
  I'm from the motherfucking slums where the cops don't come
  Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run
  You ain't shit without no gun
  In the ghetto [ghetto]
  Ghetto [ghetto]
 
 
  [1st verse]
  I'm from where diapers full of feces
  We's endangered species
  Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be
  You ain't seen nothing this obscene from no TV
  You would have to be me to feel what Obie's speaking
  Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's real creepy
  Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason Vorhee's
  You're boring me with your story, I'm a Detroitee
  Craft took my mind so the craft exploits me
 
 
  [Chorus]
 
 
  [2nd verse]
  I got no pot to piss in, en route to prison
  You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped with nitroglicerin
  Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor decisions
  A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, still visions of
  Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
  To my tongue, numb from the shit
  My nuts hung since I was a young one
  And that's just the slum fuck of it
  I'm pumped daddy gone but, gun in my palm
  My momma can't save me her gender is wrong
  On my own in this jungle that niggaz call home
  What? His momma died from a lump in her D cup
  Police freeze 'em up for serving these glucks
  It's like a habitual situation, we stuck
  The ritual is for niggaz to grab they nuts
  And just soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from?
 
 
  [Chorus]
 
 
  [3rd verse]
  I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz living hard
  Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad
  Pimping the government cause government pimping us
  Rather see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up
  Cause you ain't heard? Bird got birds
  But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz felt he ain't deserve
  What he was worth, he ain't a real nigga from the turf
  He was birth with money, that's why they left him bloody
  I'm from the streets where most these niggaz nutty
  I adapt to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em
  Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from humans
  Home sweet home, better known as The Ruins
 
 
  [Chorus]
 
 
  Whoaa!
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