The Ghetto by Pettidee


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The Ghetto
by Pettidee

Album: Race 2 Nowhere - Instrumentals
by Pettidee


Chorus
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto
Headed from the bottom to the top
Cause there's nowhere left for me to go
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto

1st Verse
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto where life sucks
And Mama's and Daddy's lose their life over a couple bucks

And babies and baby mama's have to endure the killin
Where all of the local news crews promote the villain
Never promote the willin, not consider the lost
Ones who caught between the guns and paying the cost

Dealers payin they boss, boss payin the law
The law turn a blind eye for the crime they saw

Money blinding us all
We lust after it bad
Especially presented to people who never had

The Messiah is sad, His creation so low
That's why I represent the poor
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto

Chorus
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto
Headed from the bottom to the top
Cause there's nowhere left for me to go
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto

2nd Verse
My people livin in the hood tryin to get dough
They sellin bootleg and clothes and booty and blow

Daddy locked in a hole
Shawty chasin the cheddar
Mama working so hard tryin to keep family together

Tryin to endure the weather and stay close to the light
The trials of life ain't never right but enduring the fight

Not believin the hype and lies the devil will tell
If it was left up to satan we'll all burn in hell
We'll all sit in jail; our families will suffer the pain
We'll all walk through life without callin on Jesus name

That's why satan a lie and God don't love him no more
And so he hatin on me, bro
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto

Chorus
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto
Headed from the bottom to the top
Cause there's nowhere left for me to go
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto

3rd Verse
I've lived in gutter ghettos, it's always been hard
Always been protected by God and always been smart

Always been black, poor and ugly, an outcast
Fast with the heart of 200 Hemi's to out past

And outlast my adversaries
Think it's a game?
And I don't need my grill and chain to rep Messiah name

Cause He was beat for me and died and rose from the grave
That's why I don't need a hater, ok, to know I'm saved

He love thugs, the ghetto
God, He is not done
I preach and teach and reside where you cannot come

Where they ride high on 2 sixes and get low in a 4
Christ died for all of us dog, even the gutta of the ghetto

Chorus
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto
Headed from the bottom to the top
Cause there's nowhere left for me to go
I'm from the gutta of the ghetto


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