[Johnny P:]
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Ohh yeaahhh
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Whoaaa-ho-ohhhhhhh
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[Hook: Johnny P]
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I wonder what my life would be if I...
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Had that paaaper (Ohhhhhh)
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I'm just a ghetto boy
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A little ghetto boy (Ohhhhh)
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[Verse 1:]
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[AK:]
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They tell me it's like
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The money, power; money and power
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How can this world rotate without this money and power?
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If I had money, I'd keep my peoples outta poverty
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Cause ain't no more starvin' when y'all around me, (Shiiit)
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This what it gotta be B, and every playa got paper
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Shinin' like a superstar, with matchin' minks and gators
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Keepin' our family off this poor table
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Cause ain't no food on it
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And every crab up in this bucket gotta move on it
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[Johhny P:]
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I'm just a ghetto boy
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[AK:]
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Livin' in this ghetto world
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Stayin' with' this ghetto chick
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Hopin' to have a ghetto girl
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And after all, ain't no spaces for that
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How can we live up in this world, when ain't no place for the blacks?
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Cause every dollar got a dream behind it, we seem to be blinded
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Malcom X, he had to dream to remind us
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Believe me, havin' money can have this world fucked up
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But it can't answer yo' prayers, when you get down on yo' luck
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[Hook: Johnny P]
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I wonder what my life would be if I...
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Had that paaaper
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I'm just a ghetto boy (Ohhh yes I am)
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A little ghetto boy (Ohhh)
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Now if I live on top of the world
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Shinin' like, diamonds and pearls (Diamonds and pearls)
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Still a ghetto boy (Yeaah)
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A little ghetto boy (Mmm)
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[Verse 2: Belo]
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I done lived my life up in the, ghetto
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Mama workin' hours
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Tryina feed a, family
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Daddy's in and out
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Takin' baths with' broken showers
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Next-door neighbor gave us the vapors
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Callin' cops, cause we known to plot
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Break in they home, on some bogus capers
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But I never thought that it would affect me later
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Until I seen the hustle, when niggas ridin' stretch Navigators
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But, more now then later, I should come up
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Cause I seen my homie on the block, slangin' rocks
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And then his spot get gunned up
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I never visioned it'd be homicide
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Because they told me he'll live
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That's what they said when my homie Boosie died
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Could all these millions bring my nigga back?
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Could all these millions feed children?
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Could all these millions make my spirit fat?
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Would all my friends become my enemies?
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When my family becomes astonished
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Will my strengths becomes an enemy?
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Is this "pretend to be? "
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A vivid and magically?
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A vivid and magically
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I wonder, I wonder...
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[Johhny P:]
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I wonder, whoooooaa-ooohhh-oaahhhhh
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[Hook: Johnny P]
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I wonder what my life would be if I...
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Had that paaaper (Had that paper)
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I'm just a ghetto boy (Ohhh, ohhh)
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A little ghetto boy (If I liiive)
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Now if I live on top of the world (The world)
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Shinin' like, diamonds and pearls (Diamonds and peaaarls, yeah)
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Still a ghetto boy (Mmm)
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A little ghetto boy
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[Johnny P:]
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Back in the days, when I was poor
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I'm not poor anymore
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But somedays
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I said I wish that I was poor again
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Back in the days, when I was poor
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I'm not poor anymore (Da-da-da-da)
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But somedays
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I said I wish that I was poor again (Ohhh)
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[Verse 3: N.A.R.D]
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I remember when I stole deep
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When it was cold outside
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Sellin' packs and holdin' heat
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Run up and I fold in the street
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Penitentiary moldin' me
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And the city get as cold as, thugs
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I wonder will I come up? Get gunned up?
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Turned up? Or anotha' sta-tistic
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And my mama just goin', ball-istic
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Realistic-ally, don't wanna do the caper
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But I gotta get the paper, niggas ballin'
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Cause the county judge is callin'
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And the lawyer keep stallin'
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Why my niggas keep fallin', victim
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To the same old theory?
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Another bad outcome, leavin' mothers just out-done
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Then it suddenly just sinked in
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That my nigga just died last weekend, tears rollin'
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And I'm goin' off the deep end
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But I gotta stay stong, for the mothers and the kids
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Just standin' there lookin' at the chalk line
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In his hand was a cocked nine
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Now should I walk a straight line?
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Cause "Time After Time"
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I just wanna rewind, and talk to you
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At the grave site, gave it to 'em every day and night
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But it's alright, and I really wanna talk to you
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I really wanna talk |