In the Ghetto

[Intro: Don Strapzy]
Could have been born in the ghetto
Could have been born in the ghetto
Donny, true blue
Uh

[Verse 1: Don Strapzy]
It's kinda strange that these boys (It's strange)
Rappin' there's no pain in their voice (No pain)
I don't see no stress in their face
Dons look like they been restin' for days (For days)
I was on a quest to get paid
I grind with a passion, I'll rest in my grave (My grace)
These council blocks where the guns be
Don't come around these dogs cah we hungry (Yeah)
Uh, and we fed up of this hood life (Yes)
All wе want is money and a good wife
Lie if I said that nobody ain't sinnin' (Uh)
Wе go and get cah nobody ain't givin' (Uh)
We all depressed but nobody ain't bitchin' (Yes)
So, show respect and nobody goes missin' (Goes missin')
Run together or walk alone (Donny)
You call them ghettos, we call them homes

[Chorus: Smiler]
Could have been born in the ghetto
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Where the sun's never shinin'
We can't fathom gettin' out the slums when we're grindin'
Could have been born in the ghetto
That's right
Forced to duck jakes and buss biscuits
And the only type of tradin' is the drug business

[Verse 2: Smiler]
Yeah, I as born for this mic ting
But I was more concerned with cash to flaunt and burn and ice in my Breitlin'
Roadside stunner from young (That's right), baggies in the Persil
Boppin' in and outta my drum, neighbours watchin'
Parked scores in the Mark 4's, practically runnin' south (Right)
Sick of cuttin' the toothpaste in half when it's runnin' out
Bailiffs at my door bangin', stuck in this poor famine (Alright)
Schemin' and of course plannin', then bringin' more man in
I'm Ghost, nigga, stealth (Can't see me), 'cause loads in the cells
My yardies say man afi know una self (Oh Lord)
Grew up through this Woolwich and ghetto beef
Where we was swingin' blades, now they're lettin' their metal speak
It's peak, kids depleted, normal niggas wigs are recedin'
Man are dead or in the prison, only couple succeeded (Trust mne)
If we were smarter, would the trap be swallowin' breddas whole? (I don't know)
We always tend to backtrack and guess but we'll never know

[Chorus: Smiler]
Could have been born in the ghetto
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Where the sun's never shinin'
We can't fathom gettin' out the slums when we're grindin'
Could have been born in the ghetto
That's right
Forced to duck jakes and buss biscuits
And the only type of tradin' is the drug—
Yeah

[Outro]
Could have been born in the ghetto
Could have been born in the ghetto