u r ghetto '06 - theory hazit lyrics
[intro]
you’re listening to thuh pillage volume 1, theory hazit, come on
yeah, that’s right, we keeps it ghetto, yeah, like drinking kool*aid out of a pickle jar
(you know you’re ghetto)
you know you’re ghetto if your throwback is fake
and you keep calling your mix cd a mixtape
(you know you’re ghetto)
you know you’re ghetto when you say that i’m hot
and then you go buy the same equipment that i got
(you know you’re ghetto)
you know you’re ghetto if you got a wack flow
and you forced to sell little john glasses at a show
(you know you’re ghetto)
you know you’re ghetto if you’re still trying to rap
and everybody that you know lets you know that you wack
(you know you’re ghetto)
you know you’re ghetto if you’re tight with your cheese
and you insist on getting a beat from me for free
(you know you’re ghetto)
you know you’re ghetto when you put god in a box
and you start a rumor like god can’t use hip*hop
(you know you’re ghetto)
you know you’re ghetto when you can’t admit you proud
and you think it’s a racist spirit up in the underground
(you know you’re ghetto)
you know you’re ghetto when you know i don’t own a gun
and you see me in the ‘burbs and you assume that’s where i’m from
and, by the way, you are biting
(hidden track)
a certified dirty south banger
??? couldn’t spit it any stranger
music from the chamber, evil*doers in danger
kentucky wildcats mount up with the texas ranger
let’s go, you got beef, let’s go
settle it in the ghetto, where there’s plenty lost souls
with christ in my mouth, a microphone in my hand
i pillage on the flesh like this is the illest it get
jump into the crossfire where you’re sure to get wet
living water splashed like the hurricane on your set
so don’t talk about battle, cuz you scared of your own shadow
if trouble came your way, you would get gone skedaddle
that’s how a coward travels, i’m the number one gun
you looking down at the barrel, when i blast, i spread love
taking your pride for collateral, word to fred b
theory hazit show dead prez how to get free
let’s go, you got beef, let’s go
you got, you got beef, let’s go
let’s go, you wanna st**z, let’s go
let’s go get free, let’s go
yeah, the battle crowd battle fanatic
theory hazit, burning mics is a habit
yeah, the battle crowd battle fanatic
theory hazit, burning mics is a habit
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