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Ghetto Commission - How Could You Blame Us lyrics
f/ Fiend * send corrections to the typist [Fiend singing the chorus] How can you blame us? when we aint know no better trying to survive out here in cold cold whether shited a nigga got to live and that's what i did. 2x [Fiend] I grew up in New Orleans in the night house now what that meant it was understood to have ya light out the right route is to sat about the daily worker make a mask out ya shirt and ask God let cha hit em where it hurt made no mistakes seconds givin to few now what you do? is survive by the rule like you was born givin 2 I miss you like Aaron Hall if I aint coming home with it all I wanted to flip before I crawled before it painted me on the wall now can it all be so simple like pistol to the temple? I wanted to free my nigga soulja slim in a 600 benz limo until then folk ima heat my pockets cause its cold at cheer hustlin so are people don't ever have to grow old at cheer. chorus2x [Doeleeo] They judge us for the shit that we do but don't live where we live yeah true the streets guide me but I do it all for the kids you say hustlin aint the answer without me asking no question cause you know kids got to eat and I know we need a place to live in driven to have much more than what my people had I remember uncelebrated birtdays when I think about the past kids need mo then that that's why I safest myself on the cross to feel joy in my child heart so I do my dirt choppin rocks on the kitchen table playin it how it go cause the little one's aint able (dog) to fin for they self in the jungle full of Predators I call em haters cause they constantly hatin on us. chorus2x [Hollow way] I put myself in a speciation where another life depends on me falling as i learn the meaning of responablitys look at me im just a ghetto child with nothing to lose plus the game aint got no rules when you trying to make a move got sedated by the fast life cause that nigga on the corner got big paid last night another nigga died last night another murder charge another nigga doing life I bet you they was in my shoes doing the same thang jackin and slangin cane cause they family needed change im in the game trying to leave lord I aint lying but I got to provied or die trying ya heard. chorus 2x |
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