Ghetto USA Songtext
von Stat Quo

YEA′! Uh, uh, uh!
Uh, uh, uh uh uh uh!
Sing the song now, uh!
YEA'!
Hah′!
All my niggaz in the muhfuckin' struggle...
Uh, uh!
Let me talk to you!


We from the ghetto. - Born in the bullshit.
Preacher in the pulpit, granny need a lil' fix. (whooohhhooohhhooo!)
Blood pressure high, work a job, no benefit! (oooh, yeeah!)
Whip repo′d, now it′s back to the dealership. (yeeah, yeeah!)
Tryna play the game, gettin played like instruments (yeeeah, yeeeah!)
On the fence in my defense, make a mile out an inch. (oggg, yeeah!)
Momma said the devil in my soul, I should repent;
My dawg lost his daughter, say he ain't seen God since! (ohhhohhh!)
Said: "Look, bro′! - Listen, bro'! - Ya ain′t makin' sense! "
He replied: "You′re right." - Pockets full of lint. (ohhh!)
Willie Lynch hung shit, hint hint. (ohhh!)
The root of all evil, now I know what they meant!
To my dawgs in Flint hustlin' to pay they rent (yeeeahhh!)
Thomasville Heights all night in a trench (yeeeaaahhh!)
Fuckin' with the junkies or 9-2-5 on a bench,
Clockin in′, clockin′ out, like: "Where time went? " - Damn... YEA'!

I come up haaard. - Hard, baby.
But what don′t kill you makes you stroonger!
But I come too faar! (faaar!) Far, baby.
To watch tears drop from yo' hunger. (huunger!)
As long as we keep on grindin′. (ohhh!) - Keep on tryin'! (ohhh!)
Wishing′s not enough! (wishing's not enouuugh!)
To change our situation {uh! } - time is wastin'! {Ghetto U.S.A.! }
We got to come up! (we got to come uuup!)


I keep tryna get ahead - but the fact still remain (oooh, oooh!)
Every dime I make it take half of my change! (wooo!)
Ain′t nuttin change, same fight, same ring, (yeeeah!)
But it ain′t pay-per-view, it's a survival thing. (oooh, baby!)
Some slang green pills, crank and ′caine
Some bitches strip and gold-dig' and whore to maintain!
(Ooohhh-ooohhh, yeeeah!)
My aunt just lost her job, here this shit go again!
Couldn′t pay her bills, she put a bullet in her brain! (oooh, ooohhh!)
Her chil'en in the same house livin′ with the stains
On the wall - can't afford to move, what a shame! (ooohhh, ooohh,
Ooohhh!)
Shit done drove my uncle insane,
He talkin' to himself thinkin he the one to blame! (hhmmm!)
Got seduced by the boy, shootin trouble in his veins. (uh-ooohh!)
Wanted the pleasure, became a slave to the pain! (ooohhh!)
Livin′ in the streets, died drowned by the rain
His life down in two′s, his blood flowin through the drains. - Damn...
YEA'!

I come up haaard. - Hard, baby.
But what don′t kill you makes you stroonger!
But I come too faar! (faaar!) Far, baby.
To watch tears drop from yo' hunger. (huunger!) {yeeeah! }
As long as we keep on grindin′. (ohhh!) - Keep on tryin'! (ohhh!) {let′s
Go! }
Wishing's not enough! (wishing's not enouuugh!)
To change our situation {uh! } - time is wastin′!
We got to come up! (we got to come uuup!)

Now or never!
Now... and forever!
Yeah!
Every nigga in the struggle!
OHH!
YEA′!