Представляем точный текст композиции "Born In The Ghetto" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fat Joe . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Born In The Ghetto» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fat Joe передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fat Joe - "Born In The Ghetto"
Lyrics to Born In The Ghetto : (feat. Lamajic) [Intro - Fat Joe] - *Lamajic talks & harmonizes in background* Yeah, its time baby Its time to speak the truth, maturity Huh, niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the real Ya call yourself real, ya gotta start speakin about the real This is Joe Crack The Don, and this is what Im bringin to you [Fat Joe] Uh, yo, nowadays, Im flirtin with uncertain death Lord I gotta be dyin, cause after all this cryin, how much more hurtins left' When will the pain stop' This depression and anxiety, is gonna make me show another side of me My niggas ride with me cause Im the truth Theres benefits to rollin with this clique, dont nobody fuck with you Still they label me a tyrant and a backstabber But study the facts of crack, the shit dont add up Im bringin opportunity to my community Probably the only rapper that cares, but still you out to ruin me Who you foolin B' Im for unity, latins and blacks Could you fathom the strength, we have of the two it attach Born together, voted alike These uncle charm politicians aint holdin us right How could the same nigga be 20 years in office When its clear the only thing thats risin is unemployment Abortion, little kids havin kids The school system is failing us, now aint that some shit While the rich keep gettin richer, the poor keep dyin young I cant hide no more, the time has come [Chorus - Lajamic] - w/ ad libs I was born in the ghetto Tremblin, tryin a stay alive Cause when youre born in the ghetto No one seems to hear your cry [Fat Joe] Brown skin, you know I love my bra-ha-own skin Everyday Im confronted with racism These motherfuckin coppers, wanna bag us and have us shackled up in state prisons After all the taxes I pay You would think when they stop us, they would have something nicer to say Than "get the fuck out the car, where the drugs at' all the jewelry you wearin, where the fuckin guns at'" Once they search the car clean and find nothin The same crooked cops try to act like they know us or somethin Laughin, tellin jokes by the thousands Two seconds ago they tried to send us to the mountains Leave my son without a father, my wife without a husband The more I think about it, man its just disgusting Still we live amongst em, everybody wants out Thats why we rap like we got silver spoons in our mouths Like we aint grow up on welfare Nigga dont even go there, you probably wore Pro Players We need to educate the youth, tell our seeds the truth Too much to share, the bare minimum will exceed the proof [Chorus] [Lajamic - singing until fade] Oh, yeah, so much pain Tryin hard to stay alive, stay alive Out in these streets, oooh (*harmonizing*) Man sometimes in can get so tough Oh yeah, yes it can Yes it can, yeah It can get so hard, so hard, so hard [ Born In The Ghetto Lyrics ]
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