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I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

Headed from the bottom to the top

Cause there’s nowhere left for me to go

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto where the life sucks

And mama’s and daddy’s lose their life over a couple bucks

And babies abd baby mama’s have to endure the killin

Where all of the local news crews promote the villian

Never promote the willin, not consider the lost

Ones who caught between the guns and paying the cost

Dealers payin the boss, boss payin the law

The law turn a blind eye from the crime they saw

Money blinding us all

We lust after it bad

Especially presented to people who never had

The Messiah is sad, His creatioj so low

That’s why I represnt the poor

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

Headed from the bottom to the top

Cause there’s nowhere left for me to go

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

My people livin in the hood tryin to get dough

They sellin bootleg and clothes and booty and blow

Daddy locked in a hole

Shawyy chasin the cheddar

Mama working so hard tryin to keep family together

Tryin to endure the weather and stay close to the light

The trails of life ain’t never right but enduring the fight

Not believin the hype and lies the devil will tell

If it was left up to satan we’ll all burn in hell

We’ll all sit in jail; our families will suffer the pain

We’ll all walk through life without callin on Jesus name

That’s why satan a lie and God don’t love him no more

And so he hatin on me, bro

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

Headed from the bottom to the top

Cause there’s nowhere left for me to go

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

I’ve lived in gutter ghettos, it’s alwys been hard

Always been protecfed by God and always been smart

Always been black, poor and ugly, an outcast

Fast with the heart of 200 Hermi’s to out past

And outlast my adversaries

Think it’s a game?

And I don’t need my grill and chain to rep Messiah name

Cause He was beat for and died and rose from the grave

That’s why I don’t need a hater, ok, to know I’m saved

He love thugs, the ghetto

God, He is not done

I preach and teach and resude where you cannot come

Where they ride high on 2 sixes and get low in 4

Christ died for all of us fog, even the gutta of the ghetto

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

Headed from the bottom to the top

Cause there’s nowhere left for me to go

I’m from the gutta of the ghetto

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