- Votes:
- Composers:
- Cameron Gipp
- Thomas Burton
- Willie Knighton
- Robert Barnett
- Michael Sanders
 
- Genres:
- 90s
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- atlanta
- epic
- rap
 
- See also:
Goodie Mob - Ghetto-Ology lyrics
Been here been real
 Still clear south west
 And you wanna do somethin' with it?
 And you wanna do somethin' with it?
 Now from that ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 Got one foot in, one foot out
 Of the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 That's why I know the things I know
 In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 And some of my friends done died befo'
 In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 That's why I can't seem to let go of the ghetto
 How do you feel when you judge quick?
 And you all up in my face and I ain't even spit
 Just like them folk that say they know me from my old days
 I know you wonderin' about my spirit and my old ways
 You hearin' me spittin' the piece of mind, got you froze in time
 Playin' catch up with yourself I'm on another level
 And you can say I'm dead wrong
 Even if you stay home
 They gotta fight because you livin' in a war zone head strong
 Can't leave it 'lone till they get and they gone
 So now I'm stylin', my momma 'bout to travelin'
 He be hangin' with them monsters and he smilin'
 And my babies' coughin', thinkin' they have TB
 And they neva call him daily in that wee wee
 So what I find is to eliminate the problem
 Befo' they cause problems, befo' we have problems
 'Cause you thought you had it sewed up
 Until that green house grew all of a sudden
 Sho' nuff, it showed up
 Now you didn't know he had it in him the venom
 It fits the test and I'm gon win him
 Then the ride, can't be cryin' got it steady now
 You need to find out, there ain't no time outs
 You can't sign out, better than whine out
 Don't drop the gun 'cause the street is gettin' packed now
 Just let cones bang the ground, don't you back down
 For it's the fate, that brought you to this place now
 So let it guide you and take you to that touch down
 And stay ground, so that you can stay proud
 'Cause one in, and one quick
 Now from that ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 Got one foot in, one foot out
 Of the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 That's why I know the things I know
 In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 And some of my friends done died befo'
 In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 That's why I can't seem to let go of the ghetto
 I got these jokers with their eyes red
 Drinkin' too much, got dead
 I make you shout it if you's in the 'burbs
 Herbs beware
 It's from the one that data compare
 Logistic, chicken biscuit
 This winter, he will forget the cold through a song
 And my party wrong and my weak is strong
 Just kept his back turned, yearned
 For destruction bustin' microphonesGoodie Mob - Ghetto-Ology - http://motolyrics.com/goodie-mob/ghetto-ology-lyrics.html
 Blessed the unprotected soul
 Lettin' go, call him too much
 Will get you off for sure
 Watch [Incomprehensible] top plate
 What's gon' save you from the hands of why
 When them guys gone and you bet home in the ghetto
 They trappin' him off within then
 Look at the fonky red'ead
 Done flipped them all as dead
 Paint wet, now I'm set
 Fight the shit, watch it hit
 Block lot neighborhood charcoals
 And that old mark O?
 After dawn, on the porch
 Got gone, mind blown
 Fashioned like
 Niggas sold, new or old
 It's gettin' sold in the ghetto
 Now from that ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 Got one foot in, one foot out
 Of the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 That's why I know the things I know
 In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 And some of my friends done died befo'
 In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 That's why I can't seem to let go of the ghetto
 Now from the Go child my name is Lo
 God done gave me this vision quite some time ago
 He taught me shout it when you've got chance to blow?
 You preach that real shit 'till you can't doubt no mo'
 Now wait a minute y'all, I am the one
 That ride the rhythm from midnight to the morning sun
 I do it for the freedom, finance, and forever fun
 Now revolution of the mind has already begun
 Now just a second y'all it got to be
 For every thought is fulfilled in the prophecy
 I'm supernatural and there is no stoppin' me
 Even the ghetto is still God's property
 C'mon
 Ever since you was a youngster the devil been
 Over your soul, like this one eyed monster
 Ain't no in between you either off or on
 Never pass judgment but the feeling is mutual
 Pass the hog mog, tryin' to drown me
 After years of gravel
 You promised no rest to blow in weeks
 I know you ain't choppin' in the next man footprints
 Wobblin' like a duck stuck, crawlin' out the same hole
 Me don't promote no mysterious behavior
 Pimped and be dead I used to flow, my high school goal
 It come through in the ghetto
 Now from that ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 Got one foot in, one foot out
 Of the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 That's why I know the things I know
 In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 And some of my friends done died befo'
 In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
 That's why I can't seem to let go of the ghetto













