Welcome To the Ghetto (Explicit)-Spice 1

Welcome To The Ghetto - Spice 1 Livin' day by day in my hood, on the spot I see the same old things, same d**e fiends, cops Just an average day in the streets of California 5-0 find a young girl dead around the corner Mommy's on her knees, she had tears in her eyes And nobody knew why the young girl had to die People look ashamed it's been like this for years Bloody sheets on the body, face wet from her mommy's tears She couldn't have been over 4-5 And if mommy wasn't based, she would still be alive But now the street is a place you could be swallowed by death Brothas takin' each other's lives and goin' to rest in peace I wonder if heaven got a ghetto My cousin died last year and I still can't let go I walk the streets of my city of my neighborhood Seein' d**e fiends livin' off canned goods 15 niggaz on the corner and niggaz die young in California 5-0'll get a d**e case and flaunt it Have your a** on, "America's Most Wanted" But I don't slang or either gang-bang And though my old school homies do the same thing I still got love 'cause you gotta live So you can give and raise a family G But you gotta do your best slangin' D-O-P-E So keep a grip on yourself and stay mellow And welcome to the ghetto (Makes me wanna holla, the way they do my life, yeah) Welcome to the ghetto (Makes me wanna holla, the way they do my life, yeah) Welcome to the ghetto (Makes me wanna holla, the way they do my life, yeah) Welcome to the ghetto (Makes me wanna holla, the way they do my life, yeah) Welcome to the ghetto From across the seas comes coc*ine But you never seen a black man fly the plane Look at the news, a young black death Was it drug related? Take a guess I flash when I look in the mirror black 'Cause my reflection is a 9 millimeter Gat I think about genocide And have thoughts of my homies who died Everybody backstabbin' But I ain't the one to talk, I'm into gafflin' Death give a sh*t about your color But yet I see mo' dead young brothas I'm goin' crazy out here Seein' 24 brothas die by the end of the year And I still gotta deal with the 5-0 And I stopped sellin' d**e in 9-0 But if it came to it, I'd probably still do it Put a Nine in my drawers, get straight to it I hope that I never see the day That I get 20 years for a cake B-K-A as a key to open up the door for the mo' money But I ain't gotta do that G 'cause I'm down with the F-A to the C To the U to the L-T-Y, G-nut X-tra Large and S-P-I C-E, makin' niggas feel like jello And welcome to the ghetto (Makes me wanna holla, the way they do my life, yeah) Welcome to the ghetto (Makes me wanna holla, the way they do my life, yeah) Welcome to the ghetto (Makes me wanna holla, the way they do my life, yeah) Welcome to the ghetto (Makes me wanna holla, the way they do my life, yeah) Welcome to the ghetto Welcome to the ghetto Welcome to the ghetto Welcome to the ghetto Welcome to the ghetto Welcome to the ghetto Welcome to the ghetto Welcome to the ghetto