MP Da Last Don

Uhhh, shhhh<br>Don`t say nothin` just listen (For all y`all ghetto people out there)<br>Through like all the bloodshed<br>And all the tears and all the homies I done lost (Calliope Projects)<br>Ain`t nothing like the ghetto<br>If I had to do it all again<br>I probably wouldn`t change a thing<br><br>Master P:<br><br>I live my life homie, but not for greed<br>Picture young sistes and brothers planting their ghetto seeds<br>Ain`t nothing promised in this ghetto but we lost cause we black<br>Picture 5 kids in the project in a one room shack<br>I had big dreams of making it big<br>I caught nightmares of fools splittin` my wig<br>I couldn`t change for the guppies that tried to hate<br>Picture me a ghetto child with a house by the lake<br>Ain`t nothing promised but we not to blame<br>Sinning, uhh to make some change<br>I wish the society feel my pain<br>Empty me underneath we all the same<br>High construction on penatentiary bars<br>They main focus is blacks with fancy cars<br>And they beat us on high interest loans<br>Repossess our property cause we don`t think to own<br><br>Chorus (4x):<br><br>This ghetto live got us hustlin` and scufflin`<br>I said penatentiary chances keep us thuggin` and muggin`<br><br>Bun-B:<br><br>Now I was known for walking on the wrong side of the tracks<br>Slanging, smoking and drinking yack, reminiscing and thinking back<br>A lot of facts have been changed we take the innocent and guilty<br>I played the cards that they dealed me<br>Went through changes that dealed me<br>Into a better man but most often I`m misunderstood<br>Call me a gangsta `cause I relay consciousness from the hood<br>But alot of good comes from what you call negativity<br>We working with no leverage or incentive g<br>`Cause their nothing you ever give to me<br>On television or them history books<br>Got black kids thinking they only out on this earth to be crooks<br>See all these mystery looks, that`s on the face of the boss man<br>When he can see a young black brother no longer lost man<br>They try to break your spirit, before you figure out the game<br>By the time you do you lost your fame, reputation and your name<br>But baby we can do it take your time do it right<br>You don`t wanna be a superstar overnight<br>Trying to live that ghetto life<br><br>Chorus (4x):<br><br>Pimp C:<br><br>I live my life for my son so he can have something<br>Blessed just to see a new day so I`m trying to grab something<br>I been on top of the world and at the bottom too<br>When you up you got lots of friends and when you down it`s few<br>The way we grew up was wrong, I`m the first to admit<br>I know God and just drop me here to be going through this<br>I lost D-Ray last year and it`s just not the same<br>Just at the time in his life when he was trying to change<br>He told me, Pimp I need help, I want up out the game<br>I made a promise, I lied cause the next night he died<br>I guess our childhood is over `cause man ain`t nothing funny<br>And everythign that I love revolve around sex and money<br>I wanna have some more kids but in the 90`s that`s crazy<br>The woman`s polluted so it ain`t safe to make babies<br>And it`s a shame cause Uncle Sam ain`t got no job to pay me<br>But pay the mightiest 40 g`s for every year they enslave me<br>It`s crazy<br><br>Chorus (Repeat `til Fades)