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Little ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto street |
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Whatcha gonna do when you grow up |
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And have to face responsibility? |
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Will you spend your days and nights in the pool room? |
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Will you sell caps of madness to the neighborhood? |
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Little ghetto boy, you already know how proud life can be |
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'Cause you've seen so much pain and misery |
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Little ghetto boy, your daddy was blown away |
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He robbed that grocery store |
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Don't you know that was a sad, sad old day? |
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All your young life you've seen such misery and pain |
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The world is a cruel place to live |
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And it ain't gonna change |
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You're so young you've got so far to go on |
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And don't think you'll reach your goal, young man |
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Little ghetto boy you are |
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Little ghetto boy |
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When, when, when you become a man |
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You can make things change, yeah |
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Yeah, yeah, if you just take the stand |
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You gotta believe it yourself in all you do |
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You've gotta fight to make it better |
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Then you'll see how others will start believing to |
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Then, my son things will start to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
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Everything has got to get better |
