[Chorus: x4]
This ghetto got me crazy
But there's more to life than bitches, weed and a Mercedes

Jealous niggaz want to see me dead, hoes want to steal my bread
Only time will tell the truest shit I ever said
Now I'm walking with the devil (With the devil)
And they done banned my movies because a nigga from the ghetto

No nominees from the Grammies
But ask every nigga who bought Ghetto D do we sell whammies
Tears in my eyes from these street pains
That last time I seen my little brother was in a sheet man

And the feds follow me like I'm slanging crack
Wasting tax dollars cause I'm young, rich, famous and black

[Chorus: x4]

It's a new slavery times done changed
Took the shackles off our wrists and put 'em on our brains
Got us killing up each other
Crack babies in the hood with AIDS infected mothers

Hypocrite preachers teaching the word
And gave us shelters and rehab when dope hit the suburbs
Watch Bill Gates buying islands
See we from the ghetto where ain't nobody smiling

Where the poor live hungry
And penitentiaries packed sell t-shirts off my dead homies

[Chorus: x2]

I'm still mad at the world 'cause I ain't got nothing to lose
A lot of young cats out there I know want to stand in my shoes
I'm just a young thug nigga God helped me out with some paper
Motherfuckers call me C-Murder 'cause they no I ain't no faker

Duck and dodgin' penatentiaries and running from debt
I ain't got nothing but No Limit so I'm a represent it 'til my last breath
My tattoos represent my thoughts like a work of art
My mama cried when she saw fear, my pain tatted cross my heart

My enemies dropping like flies, nosy bitches want to know why
Just take the see off my name and you left with a homicide
You see the ghetto made me crazy, but it also made me realize
I thank God for my hard times keep ghetto ties make me hard to kill

[Chorus: x4]

This ghetto got us crazy, but you know what
There's more to life than bitches, weed and Mercedes
This for all the ghetto stars out there
Going through a thing

All my homies in the penatentiary
I feel y'all pain
To all my dead homies that caught up in the ghetto
Rest in peace (Kevin Miller, 2Pac, Biggie Smalls)

To all my No Limit Soldiers
The ghetto got us crazy, but we gotta overcome
It's foolish, ya heard me

[Chorus]

Copyright: Ultra Tunes
Writer(s): CRAIG STEPHEN LAWSON, P. MILLER, PERCY MILLER