little ghetto boy (prelude)

you know you ghetto boy

when you got a face

with a scar

and yo' highest aspirations is a place

and a car

shorties pull out and bussssst

like a money shot

now he on the run

he hot

and he hurtin his granny and she the only one he got

the hood so shady

you give up hope

of ever even tryin to find a sunny

spot-

-light

they caught him at the stop-

-light

but if he woulda run that yellow

then he coulda

run the globe

but insteed

with speed

they put one in the middle of his frontal

lobe

like a unicorn

i'm just tryin to keep you

informed

to my little ghetto soldiers in they

gold

green

red

and blue uni-forms - chuuch!

but i'm feeling like the loneliest monk

so i pull me a thelonius monk and blew

the horn

and we don the monikers of goons and gangsters

and are trained to conduct ourselves true

to form

so we add a shorty

a money

a mack

a lil'

a eazy

or a young to our name

so all the big ballers grab rims and hung

in the game

and there's a degree

of difficul-ty

to make it from the ghetto boy into the man-hood

especially when you know that yo' fresh greens

will help eliminated a canned

good

can

good

and bad co-exisssst?

in a place with plenty of off ramps but no ex-its