Ghetto - Theory Hazit

A place where Jake don’t feel safe

Cause the thugs got the block locked down

There’s no escape in the (ghetto)

There’s petty hustlers, they flip fiends and uh

Our holiday’s every first and fifteenth

It’s the (ghetto)

A place where some people can’t shine for themselves

So when they rob you they just crying for help

And it seems like we make the whole world go round

And everybody wanna be down

Copy the sounds of the (ghetto)

Boys and girls grow up fast

Chicken-heads run the streets as soon as they eggs hatch

Players posted up, perking perpendicular

Searching for a way but all they have is the (ghetto)

They settle for the street cred

Instead of trying to teach heads

The best way to walk the narrow path in the (ghetto)

It’s sad cause we wanna bust shots

Getting props for licking the block hot

You’re messing up the (ghetto)

It’s time to make a change for the better

By starting with ourselves

The Word is my sword and it’s such a better feel

In the (ghetto)

A section where the Jews were restricted

Where they separated blacks from the world, know ya history

(The ghetto)

Most people wish that they were from but never come

Cause they know somebody dumb got a gun in the (ghetto)

There’s real people that do real things

Everybody don’t have bling but we all have dreams

And is seems like they make the whole world

Believe that there’s nothing for you and me except

Drugs and BET in the (ghetto)

A place where Jake don’t feel safe

Cause the thugs got the block locked down

There’s no escape in the (ghetto)

There’s petty hustlers, they flip fiends and uh

Our holiday’s every first and fifteenth

It’s the (ghetto)

A place where some people can’t shine for themselves

So when they murder you they just crying for help

And it seems like we make the whole world go round

And everybody wanna be down

Copy the sounds of the (ghetto)

Yo it’ll make you or break you

Some people hate just to see how far it’ll take them

(The ghetto) is what we need to get out of

We get distracted and what happens?

We forget about love up in the (ghetto)

It’s where the single mothers rise up, wise up

And put they foot down when times tough

And it seems like we make the whole world think that

There ain’t no real men stepping up to be fathers up in the (ghetto)

Afterlife, after Passion of the Christ

Theory Hazit spit it right

So I sacrifice my life cause the (ghetto)

Trying to kill, Master P feels me

When you a college boy it’s hard being a victim of the (ghetto)

Jam is about to slam dominoes

Theory spits the facts up waken ya out of your comatose

And it seems like we got the whole world following trends

They’re even trying to mock Eminem and blame the (ghetto)

A place where Jake don’t feel safe

Cause the thugs got the block locked down

There’s no escape in the (ghetto)

There’s petty hustlers, they flip fiends and uh

Our holiday’s every first and fifteenth

It’s the (ghetto)

A place where some people can’t shine for themselves

So when they jump you they just crying for help

And it seems like we make the whole world go round

And everybody wanna be down

Copy the sounds of the (ghetto)

Yeah… this is dedicated to my cousin Bryan Clark, keep ya head up, baby