Z-Ro Lyrics

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Ghetto Crisis Lyrics

(talking)

 Brass knuckle knife, Mafia me and my family

 Jail, hell or paradise, am I my brother's keeper

 Forever twice, what's none of the dark will

 Come to the street life, zero tolerance

 Taking no shorts, it's a ghetto crisis out here

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Who's that peeking in my window, who's that peeking in my window

 Me drop a miss crop, and vome-vomer, they better recognize

 Me just uh sit back rolling up me indo

 I'ma not the guillotine warrior and the ghetto must survive

 

 (Chorus)

 Stop playa hating, I am the murder you don't know me

 Another life I'm taking, evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-ta

 Stop playa hating, I am the murder you don't know me

 Another life I'm taking, me give em a left, me give em a right

 Me start to boxing up their ass

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Serve in me cut, me straight balling, me balling me balling now

 Me run up they cut with me gun and drugs, nigga come to test me now

 Me pull the trigger back, look at the boy that's falling him

 Another day another death, I'll have to murder one, one more grave I am done

 

 (Chorus)

 Stop playa hating, I am the murder you don't know me

 Another life I'm taking, evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-ta

 I am the son of satan, the easy lies are non killing a man slowly

 Cruising man I'm Jamaican, or American contest and gonna feel my wrath

 

 [Verse 3]

 Is this the way it's suppose to be

 the lord to hear my prayers are you listening

 Forgive me for saying I'm trapped in a world

 that's got a grudge against me living

 What happened to the good old days when unity was a must, when you

 Could put trust in your own people, without our own people trying to get us

 And I could see the rules of the game

 are still the same, cause days are shorter

 And times are harder, I'm fighting to keep my head above water

 Cause I got to protect myself from the evil of my own people

 The only personI fear is God

 and through his eyes we're all created equal

 And I can't understand how black on black crime hitting as hard as it did

 Cause the half the niggas that you did you use to roll with as kids

 Father forgive me for being favorless and hopeless

 But in this cruel world, it's hard to stay focused if you haven't noticed

 No one seems to want to follow the rules

 If we can't live as brothers and sisters than we'll parish as fools

 And to the youngsters coming up never sell your soul, cause 

 Life is priceless, stay strong and try to make it through this ghetto crisis

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Don't violate me stressed don't cross the knife

 Now I promote no argument me conversate when I won't come nice

 Paranoid, paranoid, when I be coming on down fawn 

 Ever ball, approach me swinging make a man fall

 Me serious with the fists one touch could make a fool die

 Them turned heads and one could see the devil in me eye

 But I'm off and, and rub the coffin, that's one interrogation

 Scream heartless when I violate me rule and regulation

 Me get the sawed off buckshot from the killing

 Who plex me or plex cause me ready and me willing

 Me ready for the battle, drink a gallon wanting the sexual healing

 Ghetto life is nothing nice we have the cap peeling

 We are the true jumping and you moving over

 The ghettos I live cross the line, far from moving over

 And eye of light, when me get the pistol and me brighter

 Tell me this, who shall save the white man's idol

 

 (outro)

 Who shall save the white man's idol (president)

 Who shall save the white man's idol (national guard)

 Who shall save the white man's idol (police)

 Who shall save the white man's idol (priest)

 Who shall save the white man's idol (dope)

 Who shall save the white man's idol (tank dogs)

 Who shall save the white man's idol (your soul)

 Who shall save the white man's idol (God)

 

 (talking)

 Who gone save your ass when we blast

 Who gone get the last laugh, coming up out of this ghetto crisis 

 Coming up out of this ghetto gas, uh ha, yeah

 It's wicked in the mushroom cloud, nuclear niggas

 It's a ghetto crisis