children of the ghetto

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 pass 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

glass 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