I came from the bottom up
God damn it! (ay, ay)
Our family never had enough (ay, yo)
If I had enough
Listen, everything I leave to this world
Is for these ghetto boys and girls (ay, yo, ay, yo)
Ayo, and they convince us to adopt lies 'til the stock rise
While the vultures try and push the culture counter-clockwise
Got us lickin' shots at one another for Popeyes
Niggas rock-climb, try and come out on the top side
I mean the top of the food chain, f*ck a top five
My fears is fuelin' my mood swings like the Mach Five
What's the reason I just got high? I forgot why
Another day, another Glock fired, like we're not tired
Hollow men in the wasteland like T. S. Eliot
Spear stickin' out of the flesh of a fresh elephant
News comin' out in the press and they just relish it
When your hope's shattered in stress, you say, "To hell with it"
This is for my young boys in them gun wars
Out here on their going dumb jawn on the front lawn
Trying to break the long arm of the law, that hunts for 'em
Bettin' lives on the luck of that draw, we want more, nigga
Everything I leave to this world
We not human, we at war, nigga
It's for these ghetto boys and girls
Listen
Black Thought - Ghetto Boys and Girls Lyrics
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I came from the bottom up
God damn it! (ay, ay)
Our family never had enough (ay, yo)
If I had enough
Listen, everything I leave to this world
Is for these ghetto boys and girls (ay, yo, ay, yo)
Ayo, and they convince us to adopt lies 'til the stock rise
While the vultures try and push the culture counter-clockwise
Got us lickin' shots at one another for Popeyes
Niggas rock-climb, try and come out on the top side
I mean the top of the food chain, f*ck a top five
My fears is fuelin' my mood swings like the Mach Five
What's the reason I just got high? I forgot why
Another day, another Glock fired, like we're not tired
Hollow men in the wasteland like T. S. Eliot
Spear stickin' out of the flesh of a fresh elephant
News comin' out in the press and they just relish it
When your hope's shattered in stress, you say, "To hell with it"
This is for my young boys in them gun wars
Out here on their going dumb jawn on the front lawn
Trying to break the long arm of the law, that hunts for 'em
Bettin' lives on the luck of that draw, we want more, nigga
Everything I leave to this world
We not human, we at war, nigga
It's for these ghetto boys and girls
Listen
God damn it! (ay, ay)
Our family never had enough (ay, yo)
If I had enough
Listen, everything I leave to this world
Is for these ghetto boys and girls (ay, yo, ay, yo)
Ayo, and they convince us to adopt lies 'til the stock rise
While the vultures try and push the culture counter-clockwise
Got us lickin' shots at one another for Popeyes
Niggas rock-climb, try and come out on the top side
I mean the top of the food chain, f*ck a top five
My fears is fuelin' my mood swings like the Mach Five
What's the reason I just got high? I forgot why
Another day, another Glock fired, like we're not tired
Hollow men in the wasteland like T. S. Eliot
Spear stickin' out of the flesh of a fresh elephant
News comin' out in the press and they just relish it
When your hope's shattered in stress, you say, "To hell with it"
This is for my young boys in them gun wars
Out here on their going dumb jawn on the front lawn
Trying to break the long arm of the law, that hunts for 'em
Bettin' lives on the luck of that draw, we want more, nigga
Everything I leave to this world
We not human, we at war, nigga
It's for these ghetto boys and girls
Listen
Writer: Chancey Sherod, Deleno Matthews, Tarik Trotter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Hipgnosis Songs Group