Ice-t - World Iz A Ghetto lyrics

[Hook] Don't you know? That it's true That for me and you You know the world iz a ghetto [Verse 1: Ice-T] I've been around the world and I've learned one thing More people are living like bums than like kings The truth is, the ghetto is a state of mind that you achieve I'm more ghetto than you can believe That's where my head's at It's what I talk about in my raps No matter how much cash I get, I can't forget where I came from Where I was taught to aim my guns Where the cops taught a n***a to run Where I learned to fight b**hes taught a n***a how to f** right I used to bust raps underneath the street lights It's money, baby That's the game, all ghettos are the same Too many people, not enough cash In comes the evil Somebody gonna blast, somebody gonna die A mama's gonna cry, kneel at the body, look up and say "Why?" Don't ask to understand it, don't even try [Hook] [Verse 2: Liroy] Nie wiem co widzisz ty, ale wiem co widzę ja Chciałoby się krzyczeć, kiedy frajer mówi "sza" W telewizji widzę, w wiadomościach Widzę na ulicy (co?) bezdomnego gościa On wyciąga rękę, widzę też panienkę Czeka na frajera, który da jej banknot, który ma dwa zera Za kawałek cipy, w koło same VIPy Gucci, Rolexy, Mercedesy i zielone kwity I co z tego, już nie widzą bezdomnego Co wyciąga rękę po kawałek chleba, a tak niewiele trzeba Aby zmienić dzień chujowy w odrobinę nieba W tym momencie kop na cyce, zaliczona gleba Koleś leży - Rolex zmienia właściciela Nie ma Mercedesa i nie ma też portfela Taki obraz znam, taki widzę, opisuję Na tej płycie prezentuję... Polska 2001 - ja pierdolę! Patrzę w telewizor i testuję nerwy Zamiast wziąć się za porządki, pierdolą bez przerwy Farmazony, polityczne kurwy i kondony Kaczka czy pies, dla mnie jedna świnia Cała sytuacja to jedna wielka kpina Kłótnia przy korycie o stołki i talary A dla ludzi haracz oraz kary [Hook/Scratch] [Verse 3: Ice-T] But there's something in the ghetto that is nowhere else It's the love that we have ourself although we lack wealth Reaching many of the places just take time And looking to the kids faces, all the single mother Working two jobs for a fam, determined To make it with or without the man, the little boy Bouncing his ball, little girl with the violin Have a dream of Carnegie Hall, yo Man on the wheelchair smile at the north, makes all my problems seem So small, cause in the ghetto you're taught To get up when you fall, shake it off And everything that ain't ghetto seems so soft People from the ghetto got a pride in them, a common bond Survival you can call it, if you wanna From Warsaw streets to South Central Corners From Poland to California, the world iz a ghetto [Hook] [Tekst - Rap Genius Polska]