[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Yeah, man, so I start looking out the window
I see gun store, gun store, liquor store, gun store
Where the fuck are you taking me?
Yeah, man, OG shit right here, man, yeah
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
We bout to twist it up, we bout to lift it up
We never givin' up (In every ghetto)
The startin' salary is hard reality
Find solidarity (In every ghetto)
We got our leaders too, but where they lead us
Do they leave us or they see it through? (In every ghetto)
We packin' precious metals, our shit is next level
We raise the threat level (In every ghetto), c'mon
Every ghetto, every city, like Ms. Hill
They way too used to the missed meals
Hard to concentrate, hard to sit still
In every ghetto (Man, keep goin')
Murder rate permanent place in the top ten
We live here, these hipsters drop in
You hear them barrels cockin'
In every ghetto
They say consciousness mean a nigga ain't rugged
Until they get beat within an inch of it
Self-made niggas don't get discovered
In every ghetto
They actin' like you owe 'em somethin'
Homie, I don't owe you nothin', fuck your beef
It's way too early in the mornin' for the hate
You ain't brushed your teeth yet, nigga, and your toast ain't buttered
A perfect storm and the coast is flooded
Most discovered that my flow got 'em open
You posers sound like your growth is stunting
Man I'm goin' too fast, let me slow it down
I'm good walkin' in every ghetto around the world
The hood often embrace you when you profound with words
I say the shit they relate to, I keep it down to Earth
Other rappers sound like they hate you, them niggas sound absurd
So when they walk through the ghetto, they get their chain snatched
They gotta talk to the ghetto to get their chain back
It's like an open air prison and it remain packed
Nothin' but straight facts, yeah
Yeah, man, so I start looking out the window
I see gun store, gun store, liquor store, gun store
Where the fuck are you taking me?
Yeah, man, OG shit right here, man, yeah
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
We bout to twist it up, we bout to lift it up
We never givin' up (In every ghetto)
The startin' salary is hard reality
Find solidarity (In every ghetto)
We got our leaders too, but where they lead us
Do they leave us or they see it through? (In every ghetto)
We packin' precious metals, our shit is next level
We raise the threat level (In every ghetto), c'mon
Every ghetto, every city, like Ms. Hill
They way too used to the missed meals
Hard to concentrate, hard to sit still
In every ghetto (Man, keep goin')
Murder rate permanent place in the top ten
We live here, these hipsters drop in
You hear them barrels cockin'
In every ghetto
They say consciousness mean a nigga ain't rugged
Until they get beat within an inch of it
Self-made niggas don't get discovered
In every ghetto
They actin' like you owe 'em somethin'
Homie, I don't owe you nothin', fuck your beef
It's way too early in the mornin' for the hate
You ain't brushed your teeth yet, nigga, and your toast ain't buttered
A perfect storm and the coast is flooded
Most discovered that my flow got 'em open
You posers sound like your growth is stunting
Man I'm goin' too fast, let me slow it down
I'm good walkin' in every ghetto around the world
The hood often embrace you when you profound with words
I say the shit they relate to, I keep it down to Earth
Other rappers sound like they hate you, them niggas sound absurd
So when they walk through the ghetto, they get their chain snatched
They gotta talk to the ghetto to get their chain back
It's like an open air prison and it remain packed
Nothin' but straight facts, yeah
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