Child Of The Ghetto Lyrics

The song Child Of The Ghetto is performed by South Park Mexican in the album named SPM: The Purity Album in the year 2000 .



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Children of the ghettooo, hold on
They got me runnin' through my ghetto

They got me runnin' through my ghetto in a cold sweat,
I just can't look back, sticks got your boy wet,
Checkin' alleys for my homies, race pa*s the bayou,
Why those five oh's kickin' down my doors?
Run up in a smokehouse, it's dark as what,
But I spot'em in tha corners when they lighters struck,
Gla*s pipes look like neon lights, but in the fire,
Lie a child of the Lord with a poisonous desire,
Die a "G" tryin' to make change, when I approach'em,
Even though I got a great range, I won't smoke'em,
I reminisce on the happy times, we spent together,
J.R. High goin' half on dimes and like a feather,
We was floatin' in the wind fool, steady laughin',
Til' the day somebody killed you and got me askin'

They tryin' to silence the violence and minus the menace,
But I'm in this to win this tryin' to break a Guieness,
Business as usual, it's unpredictable,
Critical changes deranges the typical,
I terrorize, paralyze your intentions,
Questions answered on the day of my redemptions,
The lynchings, Smith And Wessons, lessons,
To be taught on the Block of Rock I mention,
Critical dimensions, yes I rest with my Hyna in the shiny sun,
Gotta blunt, I'm tryin' to find me one,
Life dream, thirteen be me number,
On tha right team, Sureest as a youngster,
Live a G-role, actin' a hero, will get'cha below,
I'll be facin' Ito, but you got your life Repo'ed

I got incredible criminals in my subliminal,
Minimal actions and tactics can't stop my cynical,
Pa*sion I'm blastin', trashin' the evidence,
Ever since birth, I'm ripped out of innocence,
Isn't this beautiful? The undisputible,
G fits me suitable, won't hesitate to shoot a fool,
Up and advance, catch a blast, can you dance?
Like a trick shakin' a*s in the back of an ambulance,
In a trance of confusion, havin' illusions,
Of mental institutions bein' my solution,
Who's in my nutty head, wantin' everybody dead?
Red Rum feel the lead, Come through your bunk bed,
Now Mom said I could reach the sky if I try,
My soul is a lost one,
I'm sleep wakin' with a mutha shotgun,
I gotta pop one




South Park Mexican - SPM: The Purity Album

Aug 2000

  1. Dope House Intro
  2. You Know My Name
  3. Follow My Lead
  4. 2 Joints
  5. Dope Game
  6. Rollin
  7. Child Of The Ghetto
  8. Watch The Block Bleed
  9. I Wanna Know Her Name
  10. Styrofoam Cup
  11. Meet Your Fate
  12. Cookie Baker
  13. We Did Dat
  14. Crazy Lady
  15. Whatever You Do
  16. I Am Your Future
  17. Problemas
  18. Right Now


Child Of The Ghetto