Lirik Lagu Ghetto Bastard - Naughty By Nature
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Smooth it outThis is a story about a drifterWho waited for the worst while the best live 'cross townWho never planned on having somedayWhy me huh?!
Some get a little and some get noneSome catch a bad one and some leave the job half doneI was one who never had and always madNever knew my dad motherfuck the fagWell anyway I did pick up lift and click upSee many stick ups 'cos niggas had the trigger hick-upsI couldn't get a job, nappy hair was not allowedMy mother couldn't afford us all, she had to throw me outI walked the strip, with just a clip, who wanna hitThank God I'm quick, I had to eat this money as good as spentA 'do in braids, I wasn't paid enoughI kept 'em long 'cause I couldn't afford a hair-cutI got laughed at, I got jumped, I got dissedI got upset, I got a tick and a banana clipWith down the flow, don't let them any dealin' tackheadA celebate rope, so a lotta good it woulda didOr done, if not bad luck I would have noneWhy did I have to live the life of such a bad oneWhy when I was a kid and played I was the sad oneAnd always wanted to live like this or that one
Chorus
A ghetto bastard, born next to the projectsLivin' in the slums with bums I said now why TreachDo I have to be like this, mama said I'm pricelessSo I am, I'm worthless, starvin', that's just what being nice getsSometimes I wish I could afford a pistol then thoughTo stop the hell, I woulda ended things a while agoI ain't have jack, but a black hat and knap-sackWar scars, stolen cars and a blackjackDrop that, and now you want me to rap and giveSay something positive, well positive ain't where I liveI live right around the corner from west hellTwo blocks from south shit, and once in a jail cellThe sun never shine on my side of the street seeAnd only once or twice a week I would speakI walked alone, my state of mind was home sweet homeI couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids and cars with chromeSome life, if you ain't wearin' gold, your style was oldAnd you got more juice and dope for every bottle soldHell no, I say there's gotta be a better wayBut hey, never gamble in a game that you can't playI'm gonna flaunt it, gonna know when, know when and not nowHow will I do it, how will I make it, I won't, that's howWhy me huh
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My third year to adulthood, still a knuckleheadI'm better off dead, huh, that's what my neighbor saidI don't do jack but fightin' lightin' up the streets at nightPlaying hide-and-seek with a machete, sets of Freddie's spikesSome say I'm all in all, nothing but a dog nowI answer that with a fuck you and a bow-wow'Cause I done been through more shit within the last weekThan the fly flowin' in doo-doo on a concreteI've been a dead beat, dead to the world and dead wrongSince I was born, that's my life, oh you don't know this songSo don't say jack, and please don't say you understandAll that man-to-man talk can walk, damnIf you ain't live it, you couldn't feel, so fill it skilletAll that talk about it won't help it out, now will itIn Illtown, feel like you stuck up, propped, and shotDon't worry, he got hit by a flurry and this punk ass droppedBut I'm the one who has been labaled as an outcastThey teach in school some of the misfits I will outlastBut that's cool, with the fool smack 'im backwardsThat's what you get when you're fuckin' with the ghetto bastard
If you ain't never been to the ghettoDon't ever come to the ghetto'Cause you wouldn't understand the ghettoSo stay the fuck out of the ghettoWhy me, Why me
Some get a little and some get noneSome catch a bad one and some leave the job half doneI was one who never had and always madNever knew my dad motherfuck the fagWell anyway I did pick up lift and click upSee many stick ups 'cos niggas had the trigger hick-upsI couldn't get a job, nappy hair was not allowedMy mother couldn't afford us all, she had to throw me outI walked the strip, with just a clip, who wanna hitThank God I'm quick, I had to eat this money as good as spentA 'do in braids, I wasn't paid enoughI kept 'em long 'cause I couldn't afford a hair-cutI got laughed at, I got jumped, I got dissedI got upset, I got a tick and a banana clipWith down the flow, don't let them any dealin' tackheadA celebate rope, so a lotta good it woulda didOr done, if not bad luck I would have noneWhy did I have to live the life of such a bad oneWhy when I was a kid and played I was the sad oneAnd always wanted to live like this or that one
Chorus
A ghetto bastard, born next to the projectsLivin' in the slums with bums I said now why TreachDo I have to be like this, mama said I'm pricelessSo I am, I'm worthless, starvin', that's just what being nice getsSometimes I wish I could afford a pistol then thoughTo stop the hell, I woulda ended things a while agoI ain't have jack, but a black hat and knap-sackWar scars, stolen cars and a blackjackDrop that, and now you want me to rap and giveSay something positive, well positive ain't where I liveI live right around the corner from west hellTwo blocks from south shit, and once in a jail cellThe sun never shine on my side of the street seeAnd only once or twice a week I would speakI walked alone, my state of mind was home sweet homeI couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids and cars with chromeSome life, if you ain't wearin' gold, your style was oldAnd you got more juice and dope for every bottle soldHell no, I say there's gotta be a better wayBut hey, never gamble in a game that you can't playI'm gonna flaunt it, gonna know when, know when and not nowHow will I do it, how will I make it, I won't, that's howWhy me huh
Chorus
My third year to adulthood, still a knuckleheadI'm better off dead, huh, that's what my neighbor saidI don't do jack but fightin' lightin' up the streets at nightPlaying hide-and-seek with a machete, sets of Freddie's spikesSome say I'm all in all, nothing but a dog nowI answer that with a fuck you and a bow-wow'Cause I done been through more shit within the last weekThan the fly flowin' in doo-doo on a concreteI've been a dead beat, dead to the world and dead wrongSince I was born, that's my life, oh you don't know this songSo don't say jack, and please don't say you understandAll that man-to-man talk can walk, damnIf you ain't live it, you couldn't feel, so fill it skilletAll that talk about it won't help it out, now will itIn Illtown, feel like you stuck up, propped, and shotDon't worry, he got hit by a flurry and this punk ass droppedBut I'm the one who has been labaled as an outcastThey teach in school some of the misfits I will outlastBut that's cool, with the fool smack 'im backwardsThat's what you get when you're fuckin' with the ghetto bastard
If you ain't never been to the ghettoDon't ever come to the ghetto'Cause you wouldn't understand the ghettoSo stay the fuck out of the ghettoWhy me, Why me
