Представляем точный текст композиции "Ghetto Ride" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Dirty . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Ghetto Ride» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Dirty передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Dirty - "Ghetto Ride"
Lyrics to Ghetto Ride : [Verse 1: Mr. G-Stacka] Now when I was born, I wasnt warned of all the harm that I would see Bein harassed by the police, seein my peeps gettin killed in the streets Most dont have no food to eat, and most dont have no place to sleep Is this how its posed to be, livin our life uncomfortably... naw Somebody better give me some answers, if they dont want no beef to start Cause Ill draw down on your preacher, and make him get in contact with God And ask The Man why the times so hard, why do my people struggle' Why do my people suffer, and why do we hate each other' And cant You see, how corrupt this land here really is' Cant You see them ghetto tears... my folks been cryin for years A lot of ones don went astray, a lot of ones confused to say But a lot of us pray, hopin that Youll come down here and get us one day And get us off this evil place, so You can teach us right Weve been deceived by the beast, thats why we been so blind So Lord I take this time... to tell you how I feel And I hope You hear me, come and get your son up out of here [Chorus] Let me take you on a ghetto ride.. through this crooked world Wash the pain and tears from the eyes.. of the boys and girls [Verse 2: Big Pimp] Well I can remember comin home one day, and all our furniture was gone My mama cryin, cause all we got is the clothes we had on My mama was strong, she wipe her eyes and picked up the phone My grandma stayed right down the street, so she made that my home I love my grandma Ms. Burnett, and her first name Louise She raised me for some years, till my mama got on her feet It was a house full, bout twelve folk, everyday tryin to eat Can you imagine the youngest two was just me and Mr. G Hell we stayed fed... off instant grits and gravy Her chittlings and pig ears was so good, they make you want to bankhead Now tell me that you think that... my life would have been so tainted If my dad was there, because he aint dead Its some I wanna tell but I cant say it Why' Cause the radio want play it At the age of nine I was a dankhead Cocaine in my hand tryin to make bread I gotta nine in my hand so I aint scared Hit the block everyday seein blood shed But thats the price you gotta pay to keep your folks fed Woo for real, jump in the drop-top Coupe Deville and just.. [Chorus] [Verse 3: Mr. G-Stacka] So many days of so much pain got me thinkin bout blowin my brains How can I change, who will explain.. how to maintain while trapped in this game Stackin my mailin... off crack sellin, me and my family gotta eat I knew I was wrong... for skeetin them stops but it kept the house with light and heat Kept some shoes up on our feet, kept our stomachs off of E Now who can you judge... you cant hold a grudge I did this more than just for me I did this more than just for keeps, I did this more for those in the streets So if you feel my troubles, want you come and role with me [Verse 4: Big Pimp] Ok, the nigga who kill my boy Willie, only get fifteen years But you know that time get split, so hell do bout seven yours How crooked the system is, for good behavior, hell probably do just three So in actuality, this nigga here don kill my boy for free Im tryin to understand the plan the Lord got for you and me How the good die aw so young, and the bad live long to eat My body and soul might be so clean, but the hood got my ways so dirty Im up early... on my knees, beggin this world not to hurt me And thats for real [Chorus] [ Ghetto Ride Lyrics ]
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