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J the Hustler - Ghetto Streetz Lyrics



J the Hustler - Ghetto Streetz Lyrics




It's like when two worlds clash
I cause explosions leave a helluva blast
Guns, cash in my hood whole crews get smashed
The innocent killed, with a smile on their grill
Predicted by devils, understood by the real
Over-stood, overkill, no time to chill
Only a few know the truth or thin line between heaven and hell
No one never came back from the grave
The Mystery God, never came back for the slaves
Demons in caves, destroyed lives with aids
Some move like chess, others like charades
An escapade, a fat nigga, skinny x-ray
After he killed his self his mother cried for a decade

Afros, black fist, wisdom of the wise leaders
We went savage but turned to civilized creatures
We all children of the most high power
But, the devil tried to kill me at my first baby shower
Racist cops with German Shepards left the streets bloody
That was the way they disrespect us
We couldn't ride the same bus, everybody hated us, it seems like it
I saw it all like a psychic
Jesse Jackson, Martin Luther, and Malcom X
James Brown, Curtis Mayfield they were the best
The industry raised us but consciousness gave us the chance to recognize
How ignorance enslaved us
Forced us into labor but they never paid us
Wiped out our history
Now they can't face us
They covered up like cosmetics, apologies not excepted
Stay strong, acknowledge your presence
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It's like when two worlds clash
I cause explosions leave a helluva blast
Guns, cash in my hood whole crews get smashed
The innocent killed, with a smile on their grill
Predicted by devils, understood by the real
Over-stood, overkill, no time to chill
Only a few know the truth or thin line between heaven and hell
No one never came back from the grave
The Mystery God, never came back for the slaves
Demons in caves, destroyed lives with aids
Some move like chess, others like charades
An escapade, a fat nigga, skinny x-ray
After he killed his self his mother cried for a decade

Afros, black fist, wisdom of the wise leaders
We went savage but turned to civilized creatures
We all children of the most high power
But, the devil tried to kill me at my first baby shower
Racist cops with German Shepards left the streets bloody
That was the way they disrespect us
We couldn't ride the same bus, everybody hated us, it seems like it
I saw it all like a psychic
Jesse Jackson, Martin Luther, and Malcom X
James Brown, Curtis Mayfield they were the best
The industry raised us but consciousness gave us the chance to recognize
How ignorance enslaved us
Forced us into labor but they never paid us
Wiped out our history
Now they can't face us
They covered up like cosmetics, apologies not excepted
Stay strong, acknowledge your presence
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Writer: Javone Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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