*featuring Bobby Brown, Mr. Gzus
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[Intro: Bobby Brown]
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Yo, this is B Brown
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We gon lay ya back on this Benzino track, right
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Two times
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[Chorus 2x: Female] (Bobby Brown)
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Eye for an eye (Ghetto, ghetto)
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Strong will survive (Yeah, yeah)
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Everyday struggle to stay alive
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Look deep inside (My ghetto child)
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Bet cha wanna ride
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Ghetto child gon learn to fly (Ghetto child)
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[Bobby Brown]
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Now being born in the ghetto, it's hard, believe me
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Not just a job, anything ain't easy
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You go through rough times, you go through hard times
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And times even tougher than that
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But what I got is a mans best friend
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I know I'll fail staying in a house that your bed shield
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Brothers'll stick you up and in it they'll take pride
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Only bulletproof is if you don't need outside
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It's a living hell, you got to be the guy
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Cause if not, you get popped, ya be another victim of homicide
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Peer pressure pounds and if you ain't stressful
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You got to be live-full
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Black to feed the back
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Never second guess a professor
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Your not see-through, your not even equal
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But that's the price you pay being born in the ghetto [*in the ghetto* echoes]
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[Chorus 2x]
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[Mr. Gzus]
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Let me explain to you, un-hunh, some game is the truth
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Mainly I speak to the youth
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I used to hustle drugs with a crew
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I was young and green and hungry, what's a nigga to do?
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We used to smoke weed on the roof and let the ions loose
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While shorty saw us off the ninety proof
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Lost to the streets
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Loved to rhyme so throw me a beat and flow would make the joint complete
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At the same time I gots ta eat
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Took a stands, stole a seat jumped in the game to compete
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Unaware of the heat, there's was def from cheek to cheek
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No sleep for two weeks stated all kinds of beef
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Been through hell and back before I was grown
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No pops to teach me to how spread my wings and fly, I did that on my own
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Made it this far and I'ma keep goin
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Y'all ain't knowin, I'm still here and keep growin, from a ghetto child
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[Chorus 2x]
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[Bobby Brown]
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It ain't nothing about hits
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It's about these grits
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the...
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto
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Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
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Don't make it up, don't make it up
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[Chorus 2x]
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Ghetto Child
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Benzino |