The D.O.C. - Ghetto Blues lyrics

[Verse 1: Six2] I once was blind but now I see I asked the lord up above to have mercy on me I'm misguided by these ghetto streets Time made it change, it ain't like it used to g What happened to the strong motherf**ers Other man got us dyin' over d** and colors But everybody gon' g alright We can kick it all day but we goin' over night Wanna be steady puttin' in work, breakin' up the families and that sho' do hurt But you wanna claim this, you wanna claim that I can cry until my eyes get sore but that Won't bring him back I ain't goin' out cheap I asked the lord to save my soul before I lay me down to sleep Cause we keep singin' that same ol' song It goes on and on and on to the break, break of dawn [Hook: Six2] The city steady givin' me the ghetto blues, they got me livin' for money and tattoos I'm the cracker jacker, all that sh** so now they label me criminalistic Time keep slippin' as days goes by, was born to make money and born to die I pimp hoes and move around, I refuse to lose cause the city steady givin' me the ghetto blues [Verse 2: Six2] It's time to show my black folks some love Six2 is a gorilla not a Crip or Blood I hangs with a group of ex thugs I used to peel caps, I used to deal d** Ain't no future if you front you get played So showed up that's what the Jheri a** curl long afro I can't go out laughin' no 304 Cause all they really want is your mo' money mo' n***a watch out when you push in the bush Cause alot of these hoes don't dosh f**in' every Tom dick and Tyrone n***a it's on She f** any n***a that take her home And goin' bareback on his broad ain't the key Cause she just might be packin' an HIV Go get yo' aids test and don't wait too long It goes on and on and on 'til the break, break of dawn [Hook: Six2] The city steady givin' me the ghetto blues, they got me livin' for money and tattoos I'm the cracker jacker, all that sh** so now they label me criminalistic Time keep slippin' as days goes by, was born to make money and born to die I pimp hoes and move around I refuse to lose cause the city steady givin' me the ghetto blues [Verse 3: Six2] Somebody got murdered by some psycho men They hit him where it hurted and his chest caved in He had no where to hide, no where to run He probably in a better place now, but what about his son? It's got me goin' crazy, but still I g We can't raise these babies on these ghetto streets I ticks like a bomb and I'm about to explode the lost souls, my only load down this dead end road I wonder what you got against me That's why we never gets no peace on these Fort Worth streets Cause you callin' up, you punk, police And why they gotta be pullin' out their weapons on me The only thing left is to pull my AK I mean look at what they did to Rodney King and O.J They got us singin' that same ol' song It goes on and on and on 'til the break, break of dawn [Hook: Six2] You see the city steady givin' me the ghetto blues, they got me livin' for money and tattoos I'm the cracker jacker, all that sh** so now they label me criminalistic Time keep slippin' as days goes by, was born to make money and born to die I pimp hoes and move around I refuse to lose cause the city steady givin' me the ghetto blues