Welcome To the Ghetto

Welcome to the ghetto Living day by day in my hood on the spot See the same old things same dope fiends, cops Just an average day in the streets of California Five O 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 her body, face wet from her mama's tears She coulda' been over four or five 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 taking each other's lives And going 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 Seeing dope fiends living off canned goods 15 niggas on the corner And niggas die young in California Five O will get a dope case and flaunt it Have your ass on "America's Most Wanted" But I don't slang or either gangbang And though my old school homies do the same thang I still got love cause you gotta live So you can give And raise a family G But you gotta do your best slanging D-O-P-E So keep a grip on yourself and stay mellow And welcome to the ghetto Make me wanna holler, they way they do my life Welcome to the ghetto Make me wanna holler, they way they do my life Welcome to the ghetto Make me wanna holler, they way they do my life Welcome to the ghetto From across the seas comes cocaine 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 nine millimeter gat I think about genocide And have thoughts of my homies who died Everybody backstabbing But I ain't the one to talk I'm into gaffling Death gives a shit 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 Five O And I stopped sellin dope in Nine O But if I came to it I probably still do it Put a Nine in my draws 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 So 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 make niggas feel like jello And welcome to the ghetto Make me wanna holler, they way they do my life Welcome to the ghetto Make me wanna holler, they way they do my life Welcome to the ghetto Make me wanna holler, they way they do my life Welcome to the ghetto Make me wanna holler, they way they do my life 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