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fame in the ghetto - dante lyrics

[intro]
yo, dante
let’s get that creativity

[hook]
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he never fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he never fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he nevеr fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the famе in the ghetto
all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto

[verse 1]
trapped in an isle, of an everlasting tears
we was made to conquer the pain, and face the fears
jungle of domination with supremacy
young one’s made to top peers and all supersede
wolves in sheep clothing we always self made
we might keep it real but we still thug till the grave
down the blocks n*ggas was strapped with 9’s and 10
streets be wild,back then we was thug not men
ill system we was always set to rule
self interest the enemy made us act like we cool
get f*cked always left us entangled in two
end of the day we always getting played for a fool
everybody always finna’ be cool with the darkside
knowing sh*t always come down with a large price
finna’ pull up with new rides and just live right
but how many of us would be willing to bear the sacrifice
talk bout golden figures, they pulling 7 digits
stare at clouds, dark streets, picture was rigid
f*ck the consequence, they jus wan’ dance with the devil
they don’t care if it’s wrong or it might be good or evil

[hook]
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he never fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he never fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he never fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto

[verse 2]
born in the cold dark corners of elms street
n*ggas’ ain’t smiling cause they enroute for something to eat
if you one of the blood, you gotta be on top of the game
claim thug in the streets and they gon be asking your name
care less bout the future,street honor and glory
9m caliber
trigger pulled, show ’em you bl**dy
every man for himself when h*ll always break loose
n*ggas’ be wilding,gang violence ain’t cool
3 clips to his chest,an axe to his neck
word on the streets ,the k!ller was given that respect
how about little jimmy?
he was down with the hood life
he would do on anything to earn all the golds and the stripes
his sister was a ratchet and they was pimping the thot
she was raped, stabbed and k!lled like that wasn’t enough
jimmy didn’t flinch cause he rolled with the top dawgs
did dirty works, late night popped with a gunshot
he died a cold heart death, life flashing fore his eyes
could’ve ended better but tough luck he had to die
i’ve seen blood and the wars but never partic*p*ted
may not be rugged enough but ill wills, got me speculating

[hook]
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he never fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he never fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
that’s the reason why he wake and he never fall asleep
it’s all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto
all bout the money and the fame in the ghetto

[outro]
ghetto…………

- dante lyrics

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