Tytuł: Ghetto in the Sky

• Wykonawca: Master P
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It's like my adversaries plottin on my death
  But I put my life in God's hands, y'know
  I'm thugged out for life, I'm a ghetto nigga for life
  and uhh.. I ain't runnin from no problems
  I'm just, tryin to be stress free y'know
  Sometimes you just gotta sit back and uhh..
  hit that sess and let it just marinate y'know
  Get away, ya heard me?
  
  My soldiers roll with me
  To a place, where we all,
  can just get away
  Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
  My soldiers roll with me
  To a place, where we all,
  can just get away
  Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
  
  How many tears is momma gon' cry, how many caskets she gon' buy
  til we all gon' realize that we all was born to die
  Niggaz standin on corners, just to scheme and plot
  Niggaz killin up each other, for grams of rock
  Subconcious all of my wrongdoing that's why I pack a long gun
  Niggaz fightin everyday, til death be the outcome
  I got a foot in the grave and uhh, one in the pen
  Homies wishin of a better life but it's blowin in the wind
  And I was cursed since birth cause I was born in the project
  Raised on powdered milk government cheese, eggs and a county check
  I hustled in hallways with no lights
  Hopin I could make it through the days and live through the nights
  
  My soldiers roll with me
  To a place, where we all,
  can just get away
  Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
  My soldiers roll with me
  To a place, where we all,
  can just get away
  Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
  
  They nailed Jesus to the cross, put my people on dope
  I don't know a nigga in the project, that own a plane or a boat
  See society got me fed up (fed up)
  Brought us over here, to misled us
  I gotta, troublesome mind, I gotta, troublesome soul
  I been in and out of jail on probation and parole
  And when I really die is they gon' steal my gold teeth?
  Now who's the real animal - dem or me?
  And if you ready for me Lord, and I'm the, next contender
  I'm tryin to change my life, see I don't wanna die a sinner
  And do the - police, really protect and serve?
  Then why it ain't no crack houses, in the suburbs?
  
  My soldiers roll with me
  To a place, where we all,
  can just get away
  Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
  My soldiers roll with me
  To a place, where we all,
  can just get away
  Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
  
  My soldiers roll with me
  To a place, where we all,
  can just get away
  Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
  My soldiers roll with me
  To a place, where we all,
  can just get away
  Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
  
  Is there really a place where uhh
  ain't no fightin, ain't no killin, ain't no backstabbin
  Ain't no friends turnin against each other
  Ain't no racism, ain't no hate
  Sound like heaven to me, huh
  It's hard to find