Ghetto Crisis

Z-Ro

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    (talking)
    Brass knuckle knife, Mafia me and my family
    Jail, hell or paradise, am I my brother's keeper
    Forever twice, what's none of the dark will
    Come to the street life, zero tolerance
    Taking no shorts, it's a ghetto crisis out here

    [Z-Ro]
    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'ma not the guillotine warrior and the ghetto must survive

    (Chorus)
    Stop playa hating, I am the murder you don't know me
    Another life I'm taking, evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-ta
    Stop playa hating, I am the murder 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

    [Z-Ro]
    Serve in me cut, me straight balling, me balling me balling now
    Me run up they cut with me gun and drugs, nigga come to test me now
    Me pull the trigger back, look at the boy that's falling him
    Another day another death, I'll have to murder one, one more grave I am done

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    (Chorus)
    Stop playa hating, I am the murder you don't know me
    Another life I'm taking, evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-ta
    I am the son of satan, the easy lies are non killing a man slowly
    Cruising man I'm Jamaican, or American contest and gonna feel my wrath

    [Verse 3]
    Is this the way it's suppose to be
    the lord to 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 personI fear is God
    and through his eyes we're all created equal
    And I can't understand how black on black crime hitting as hard as it did
    Cause the half the niggas that you did you use to roll with as kids
    Father forgive me for being favorless 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 parish 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

    [Z-Ro]
    Don't violate me stressed don't cross the knife
    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, and rub the coffin, that's one interrogation
    Scream heartless when I violate me rule and regulation
    Me get the sawed off buckshot from the killing
    Who plex me or plex cause me ready and me willing
    Me ready for the battle, drink a gallon wanting the sexual healing
    Ghetto life is nothing nice we have the cap peeling
    We are the true jumping and you moving over
    The ghettos I live cross the line, far from moving over
    And eye of light, when me get the pistol and me brighter
    Tell me this, who shall save the white man's idol

    (outro)
    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 (tank dogs)
    Who shall save the white man's idol (your soul)
    Who shall save the white man's idol (God)

    (talking)
    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, uh ha, yeah
    It's wicked in the mushroom cloud, nuclear niggas
    It's a ghetto crisis

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