Talib Kweli - Ghetto Show Lyrics

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Ghetto to ghetto backyard to yard

We tear it up y'all bless the mic with the Gods come on

Precious metals round our necks and arms

We tear it up y'all bless the mic with the Gods

Ghetto to ghetto backyard to yard

We tear it up y'all bless the mic with the Gods come on

Precious metals round our necks and arms

We tear it up y'all bless the mic with the Gods

Whatever's in your heart is where you wanna be

My hood is the ghetto

Even when you look it's never what you see

My hood is the ghetto

I've been down before up is just a reach

'Cause my hood is the ghetto

Catch a second wind then begin again

My hood is the ghetto

Black magic in the hood it's tragic but understood

Crack addicts crack windows crack wood

Even what's bad becomes good status becomes stood

Upon the pedestal welcome to the ghetto show

Federal buildings pissy hallways filled with children pushin' children

Fiends lips peelin' shit seems real and

What's real is the estate of mind that we're in

The situation feels great

My man peels weight so we can fill plates

You might get love but you still feel hate

Through and chain plates we communicate

Chicago to Brooklyn niggas real ones do relate

If lyrics sold then truth be told

I'll probably be just as rich and famous as Jay-Z

Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense

Next best thing I do a record with common sense

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'Cause it's the music the blues it's the jazz it's acoustics

Soul rock and roll the hip hop that we producin' yea

It's the gear it's the flare it's the stare

Nowadays they'll shoot you where they used to shoot the fair

Remember the lost soldiers pour a beer shoot the air

We got our own elected officials no matter who the mayor

I know you know what I'm talkin' about from New York to the South

Take off your shoes when you walk in the house

Whatever's in your heart is where you wanna be

My hood is the ghetto

Even when you look it's never what you see

My hood is the ghetto

I've been down before up is just a reach

'Cause my hood is the ghetto

Catch a second wind then begin again

My hood is the ghetto

Yo I grew up where they're playin' skele in the parkin' lot

And sell paintings of Aaliyah BIG and Pac up in the barbershop

Buildings too big so you don't really see the stars a lot

But rappin' drinkin' and goin' to prison you see them bars a lot

I feel the spirit in the dark and hear it in my heart

And always keep my ears to the block till I dearly depart

Hip hop is really the art we have to express the part of ourselves

That make us want to martyr ourselves

It ain't harder to tell when somebody stick you up

And put the hammer to you

They want them dead presidents like Stickman and Mutulu

With a gun to your jaw these kids don't run anymore

Kicks is a hundred or more

A man in front of the store beggin' for money and mercy

I told him say a prayer under his breath he cursed me

Niggaz is thirsty I heard it's a drought

Up early servin' from their grandmother's house

Sometimes the ghetto feels desolate

The eyes of the hood yo is desperate effected by the deficit

Times and lessons get hard either get by or get God

But you try to get by it's like the block keep blockin'

You try to make moves it's like the car just keep stoppin'

We shorties in the court need Cochran yea

I tell them why the weed seeds poppin' in the game you need options

No time for feet watchin' me and Kwe keep rockin' for the ghetto

Whatever's in your heart is where you wanna be

My hood is the ghetto

Even when you look it's never what you see

My hood is the ghetto

I've been down before up is just a reach

'Cause my hood is the ghetto

Catch a second wind then begin again

My hood is the ghetto

Whatever's in your heart is where you wanna be

My hood is the ghetto

Even when you look it's never what you see

My hood is the ghetto

I've been down before up is just a reach

'Cause my hood is the ghetto

Catch a second wind then begin again

My hood is the ghetto

It's the it's like the world is ghettos ghettos 'round the world

Be rockin' for the universe and the world yea

For me personally I feel like you know I see

I travel from city to city state to state

Heavy rock gold and check out the hood

You know I'm sayin' it's like the ghetto show

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