Born In The Ghetto Lyric Fat Joe LOYALTY

(feat. Lamajic)

[Intro - Fat Joe - Lamajic
talks & harmonizes in background]
Yeah, it's time baby
It's time
to speak the truth, maturity
Huh, niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the
real
Ya call yourself real, ya gotta start speakin about the real
This is
Joe Crack The Don, and this is what I'm bringin to you

[Fat
Joe]
Uh, yo, nowadays, I'm flirtin with uncertain death
Lord I gotta
be dyin, cause after all this cryin, how much more hurtin's left?
When will
the pain stop?
This depression and anxiety, is gonna make me show another
side of me
My niggas ride with me cause I'm the truth
There's benefits to
rollin with this clique, don't nobody fuck with you
Still they label me a
tyrant and a backstabber
But study the facts of crack, the shit don't add
up
I'm bringin opportunity to my community
Probably the only rapper that
cares, but still you out to ruin me
Who you foolin B? I'm for unity, latins
and blacks
Could you fathom the strength, we have of the two it
attach
Born together, voted alike
These uncle charm politicians ain't
holdin us right
How could the same nigga be 20 years in office
When it's
clear the only thing that's risin is unemployment
Abortion, little kids havin
kids
The school system is failing us, now ain't that some shit
While the
rich keep gettin richer, the poor keep dyin young
I can't hide no more, the
time has come

[Chorus - Lajamic - w/ ad libs]
I was born in the
ghetto
Tremblin, tryin' a stay alive
Cause when you're born in the
ghetto
No one seems to hear your cry

[Fat Joe]
Brown skin,
you know I love my bra-ha-own skin

Everyday I'm confronted with
racism
These motherfuckin coppers, wanna bag us and have us shackled up in
state prisons
After all the taxes I pay
You would think when they stop us,
they would have something nicer to say
Than "get the fuck out the car, where
the drugs at?
all the jewelry you wearin, where the fuckin guns at?"
Once
they search the car clean and find nothin
The same crooked cops try to act
like they know us or somethin
Laughin, tellin jokes by the thousands
Two
seconds ago they tried to send us to the mountains
Leave my son without a
father, my wife without a husband
The more I think about it, man it's just
disgusting
Still we live amongst 'em, everybody wants out
That's why we
rap like we got silver spoons in our mouths
Like we ain't grow up on
welfare
Nigga don't even go there, you probably wore Pro Players
We need
to educate the youth, tell our seeds the truth
Too much to share, the bare
minimum will exceed the proof

[Chorus]

[Lajamic -
singing until fade]
Oh, yeah, so much pain
Tryin hard to stay alive,
stay alive
Out in these streets, oooh [harmonizing]
Man sometimes
in can get so tough
Oh yeah, yes it can
Yes it can, yeah
It can get so
hard, so hard, so hard

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