it (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto life (Talkin' 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin' 'bout (Talkin' 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto life (Talkin' 'bout ghetto life) (In the ghetto
'bout ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) [Busta Rhymes] (In the ghetto
bout ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) [Busta Rhymes
bout ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) [Busta Rhymes] (In the ghetto
ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) [Busta
ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto liiiiiiiiife (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) [Busta Rhymes
" I said yo, the brother don't swear he nice, he knows he's nice You public enemy number one right now But fuck that there shit, spit that hydro ghetto
Jeep Blowing up the spot or we hit them know what I mean Got you open we keeping you niggas up like caffine Flying ghetto team Seeing everything on
[Chester Bennington] Together we made it We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall [Busta Rhymes:] See you survived the worst but
, that's the code of the streets I didn't invent Niggas sketch my life out with malicious intent My skin color's got me trapped in a never ending ghetto
Yeah, right about now Motherfuckers is layin for a nigga like me, Ice-T To bust some freestyle shit but I don't do that I just cold lounge up here at
live life the fly way Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game Infamy got dumped for fame Now I'm known and respect as creator of the crime rhyme
Buckin' at stars and write rhymes for hours The ghetto missy, drinkin' whiskey sours Bust this scenario, can't no other niggers in the barrio From Newark to Ontario, bust
had a clue of what Id really do. The ghetto pushin through, but I'ma do it right. Never buckle, never stop to struggle! Layzie gotta muscle through the pressure, bust
