Black Sheep — Still in the Ghetto

Artist: Black Sheep Album: Similak Child 12" Song: Still in the Ghetto I guess I gotta give 'em Headaches over headbanging beat breaks Lyrics know the moment cause you rode 'em to my scrotum Hoping makes a pretty penny, if any One of many, we're coming through Smacking ya with something we seen in 'Street Fighter II' Big D is like E. Honda, bite like Blancka Or flip Ms. Chun Li, best be easy, baby You'll get the fair fist from the Figaro niggero Sopranos get dismantled, too hot to handle, I am Brrr! Feel the Hawk when I talk Then non-speaking half-Puerto Rican brother from New York Boy I'll smack you wit a ?corlota coat hero? You didn't figure nigga I'll smoke ya Sharp duck, I'm running amuck I jump up on the mic to prove I give less than a fuck Peep it, I freak it then sneak it across the border Not troublemakers and we're not taking your order The water, don't wanna be deceived I'm bucking some change, now I feel fucking naive Cause I'm living my day beat in the city of scum I'm in a different one daily and it's yours, that's the one That got drop, crooked cop shoot sure shots Putting technically emphatically people in plots Now that I go pass go, I don't know, yo, bro I feel like I'm still in the ghetto (Hook) Put me in a house on the hill (still in the ghetto) Hit me till my tanks on filled (still in the ghetto) Get me a job so I don't have to rob, why do I wanna kill (still in the ghetto) Now bust it, sit back, I'm bout to rip it Trust it, the styles like lusted And wicked, loosely, who me I'm groovy I saw 'Fritz the Cat' when it was in the fucking movies Cause I go back like pitching pennies on a project step One of five when the boulevard live When a rebel pulled a card, steady yard I ride around and rip the niggy get dope, it's just too hard Why brothers kill one another like coppers get undercovers When all we really got is one another A brother could feed me but if it needs me If I'm greedy, then what of myself do I discover Say what I know, see what I saw Do what I did so, kid, I'm sliding through the door To kick it with the shorty wit his eye on the tech Kick it with the chick with the wick on the check Kick it to the crew that's not all safe sex Even kick it wit the man wit a plate pig neck juice Kid, I get loose like a ferret Why front? I've been rocking suits since the Parrot Le bourgeoisie negro, kid, I'm crazy ghetto Yeah, yo, tiptoe through your road wit amigos Ready or not, here come the Sheep to relieve Pull it off the cuff while we're wearing short sleeves Get it, got it, good Put it in your stereo and blast it in your hood (Hook) Now if it's checkers, chess, or soul survivor I'm gonna catch wreck like I was a drunk driver But how's your hand-o in the ghetto? Only thing you got is what you had from the get (ready) go Yo, you can't trust even if you're tight Cause they hug with the left, stab you with the right Love ya Astoria and Bland by Corona I'm still the same, I still got game like Barcelona Don't think I forgot where I've been when you see me in a crowd Come in, no one's allowed, I hope I make you proud And as for those that never liked me You can go to hell and sight see The past is an ash, gone like spent cash Peace, boom bash, I won't dash I'm rollin through your region with the Legion, reason Thought it was a rabbit, kid, it's duck season Don't think up I'm letting selling out, don't forget and Don't think I won't represent man Take a brother out and where he was is in him Drop 'em then I'm wearing silk, corduroy, or denim Make your mom's momma or make your kids do the jerk Comments couldn't faze me if they came from Captain Kirk On the ground I can do, in the sand I can do 'em Throw a rhyme beat like my name were Warren Moon Hold back, wild black, I never turn blue I'm chilling with Candy Innocent, we're both bound to Get ready for the new, yo, we'll show it Call the record week and it'll be here before you know it So on the real, don't sweat, where's my bed's at No matter where it goes, I know where my heads at (Hook)