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half ghetto - heath mcnease lyrics

[intro]
(uh uh uh) claiming two ghetto streets that don’t even cross
(uh uh uh) claiming two ghetto streets that don’t even cross

[verse 1: heath mcnease]
one-tenth fake
six percent poser
four percent is fraudulent
and wannabe’s a quarter
five percent is liar now you almost did your quota
when the semi-ghetto part collapsed
[the art of getting over?]
[?] token book
solidify my nerd status
but i respect the art too much to [?] smirk at it
worked at it on some bookworm habits
caught stealing boxes on some big perm status
a little twinny twin twin’s
never any man’s friend
simply sinners never ending in a win-win
neck, back
neck and my back
it’s crackhead [?] craig on the track
i got the memo early that i’d never be black
i just embraced the culture and they loved me back
you never got the memo when you talk and they laugh
you been 1/4 ghetto kiddo since your mom was a half

[hook]
you can do the math
but you ain’t even half
rep the ghetto but it never reps back
and you can shout till you’re ho-rs-
claiming two ghetto streets that don’t even cross

math
but you ain’t even half
rep the ghetto but it never reps back
and you can shout till you’re ho-rs-
claiming two ghetto streets that don’t even cross

[verse 2: goldinchild]
you got a question if violence begat violence
just take a look at our urban environments
filled with bullet holes and the sound of police sirens
innocent little children weaned off the silence
when they become teens, we fiend for their compliance
locking them away at the first sign of defiance
thought we overcame enslavements and whips and chains
we slave nine to five to push whips and buy chains
do it for the culture, y’all, charge it to the game
n0body’s keeping score, just bartering your fame
prost-tute the ghetto with the image you portray
treat her like a wh0r- just for your financial gain
studio thugs making profits off the pain
n0body even know you in the streets that you claim
every man will give account of the words that he say
truth [?] child’s eyes man i see it every day

[hook]
math
but you ain’t even half
rep the ghetto but it never reps back
and you can shout till you’re ho-rs-
claiming two ghetto streets that don’t even cross

math
but you ain’t even half
rep the ghetto but it never reps back
and you can shout till you’re ho-rs-
claiming two ghetto streets that don’t even cross

[verse 3: playdough]
the tongue of a man is a tough thing to govern
it does what it can and what it wants
seems stubborn
the hood to the islands, we all seen sufferin’
it’s agg city boy where the crips still southern
the school still private, the pool still public
the streets still riot, these fools still loved it
the hurricane harbor, the six flag ranger
the cowboy, urbanite dig doug dangla’
cravens park, whatchu know about the [?]
you at the ice rink skatin’ on the first floor
claiming two ghetto streets that don’t exist
with ya e-n-t on ya necklace
still don’t care about the guns that you holdin’
you still ain’t strong enough to lift ’em or explode ’em
(ha) trust me, that is not heat
you copped that at the trader’s village swap meet
a double g

[hook]
math
but you ain’t even half
rep the ghetto but it never reps back
and you can shout till you’re ho-rs-
claiming two ghetto streets that don’t even cross

math
but you ain’t even half
rep the ghetto but it never reps back
and you can shout till you’re ho-rs-
claiming two ghetto streets that don’t even cross

- heath mcnease lyrics

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