Z-Ro - Ghetto Crisis (feat. Taz) Lyrics
(Taz talking)Brass knuckle knife, Mafia me & my familyJail, hell or paradise. Am I my brother's keeper?Forever twice, what's done in the dark will come to the street lightZero tolerance, takin' no shorts, it's a Ghetto Crisis out here.[Z-Ro:]Who's that peekin' in my window? Who's that peekin' in my window?Me drop a miss crop & vome-vomer, they better recognize.Me just uh sit back rollin' up me indo.I'm another guillotine warrior & the ghetto must survive.[Z-Ro:]Stop player hatin' I am the murderer you don't know me.Another life I'm takin' evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-ta.Stop player hatin' I am the murderer you don't know me.Another life I'm takin' me give 'em the left, me give 'em the right.Me start to boxin' up their ass. Now hear this.[Z-Ro:]Syrup in my cup, me straight ballin'. We ballin' we ballin' now.Me run up the cunt with me gun & dro. Nigga come to test me now.Me pull the trigger back, look at the boy them fallin' him.Another day another death, I had to murder one, one more grave I am done.[Z-Ro:]Stop player hatin' I am the murderer you don't know me.Another life I'm takin' evil boy when me ra-ta-ta-ta.I am the son of Satan, illegal ass a 9 killin' a man slowly.Cruisin' man or Jamaican or American can come for test & feel my wrath.[Verse 3: Taz]Is this the way it's suppose to be?Dear lord do you hear my prayers are you listenin'?Forgive me for sayin' I'm trapped in a world that's got a grudge against me livin'What happened to the good old days when unity was a mustWhen you could put trust in your own people, without our own people tryin' to get us?And I could see the rules of the game are still the same 'cause days are shorterAnd times are harder, I'm fightin' to keep my head above water'Cause I got to protect myself from the evil of my own peopleThe only person I fear is God & through his eyes we're all created equalAnd I can't understand how black on black crime hit as hard as it did'Cause the half the niggas that you did you use to roll with as kidsFather forgive me for bein' favor less & hopelessBut in this cruel world, it's hard to stay focused if you haven't noticedNo one seems to want to follow the rulesIf we can't live as brothers & sisters then we'll parish as foolsAnd to the youngsters comin' up never sell your soul 'cause life is pricelessStay strong & try to make it through this Ghetto Crisis.[Z-Ro:]Don't violate me stressed don't cross the lineNow I promote no argument me conversate when I won't come niceParanoid, paranoid, when I be comin' on down fawn Ever ball, approach me swingin' make a man fallMe serious with the fists one touch could make a fool dieThem turned heads & one could see the devil in me eyeBut I'm off & & rub the coffin' that's one interrogationScream heartless when I violate me rule & regulationMe get the satisfaction from the killin'Who next for all plex 'cause me ready & me willin'Me ready for the battle, drink a gall wantin' the sexual healin'Ghetto life is nothin' nice we have the cap peelin'We are the true jumpin' & dump & move it overThe ghettos all across the line, far from movin' overAnd eye of light, will get me pistol & me pride up.Tell me this, who shall save the white man's idol?(outro)Who shall save the white man's idol? (president)Who shall save the white man's idol? (national guard)Who shall save the white man's idol? (police)Who shall save the white man's idol? (priest)Who shall save the white man's idol? (dope)Who shall save the white man's idol? (them guards too)Who shall save the white man's idol? (your soul)Who shall save the white man's idol? (God)(Taz talking)Who gone save your ass when we blast?Who gone get the last laugh, comin' up out of this Ghetto Crisis Comin' up out of this ghetto gas, uh ha, yeahIt's wicked in the mushroom cloud, nuclear niggasIt's a Ghetto Crisis.
