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Bunny Wailer - Ghetto Children lyrics
[Aja]
 We are the champions, we can't stop
 cause you just can't keep them Ruff Ryders down, down, down
 [Verse 1 - Infa.Red]
 By any means necessary I'mma hold down tradition
 white tee blue jeans yeah I fit the description
 know what's richer for the drugs in our waist
 we dark so they put the flashlight in our face
 racial profiling send me straight to the island
 hit me with the night stick the captain start smiling
 the foul smell of the ghetto will burn your nose hair
 it's forbidden so no one goes there
 the struggle never stops
 still we wake up to spoiled milk and roaches crawling out our cereal box
 they feed us lies blind our eyes
 if your hand the same color as mine's black man rise
 [Hook]
 To all my hustlers pumping cracks behind the buildings
 ghetto children this is how we living
 all my gangsta soldiers in the prison
 don't worry it's a totally new beginning (*repeat 2X*)
 [Verse 2 - Styles]
 My peoples been in the in the cage for criminal ways
 for the fact that we couldn't take minimum wage
 we had stacks in the back of the building
 brothers is crooks but we still read books to the children
 now I keep my mind in the movement
 time in the movement cause the ghetto need a lot of improvement
 now we gotta plan for the future
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 cause they don't cuff you no more they just shoot ya
 time for a new beginning revolution is coming
 see the bullets out the ruger spinning
 and we ain't gon stand down
 we gon stand up black man black power
 put your black hands up
 [Hook]
 To all my hustlers pumping cracks behind the buildings
 ghetto children this is how we living
 all my gangsta soldiers in the prison
 don't worry it's a totally new beginning (*repeat 2X*)
 [Verse 3 - Cross]
 I used to wear bow ties and listen to Farrakhan
 now I'm on the block like the strip is a marathon
 the hood ain't been the same since Malcolm and King gone
 tales from the hood is what I sing on a rap song
 everybody petrified ever since 9/11
 the hood was under attack before 9/11
 tell me how we got crack and automatic weapons
 my worst nightmare is Bush getting re-elected
 the jails is packed everybody stressed out
 gimme the key and I'm letting all the lifers out
 so they could rebuild and work for a dollar bill
 take the shackles off ya mind we running outta time
 [Hook]
 To all my hustlers pumping cracks behind the buildings
 ghetto children this is how we living
 all my gangsta soldiers in the prison
 don't worry it's a totally new beginning (*repeat 2X*)








