Guilty Simpson - Ode to the Ghetto lyrics

[Verse 1] From the land where they hustlin' hand to hand And the pigs rush in to jam your plans Ghetto: home where the sharks give loans And if you don't pay they'll break your bones Old school whips on rims Dope boys blowing through chips on Timbs You could get rich if you grind substantial And there's a lot of dudes that's prime examples Like my old neighbor had gators Every flavor, raking that heavy paper However, you get too rich the boys in blue investigate ya He used to have lethal trees, now it's just P.O's and legal fees But he can't be mad, the police steal, he got charged for half [Hook] I've traveled the world, did this and that Been so many places but still come back My ode to the - struggle, that hustle I escaped through it I've traveled the world, did this and that Been so many places but still come back My ode to the - where it ain't all fun Where I go, where I'm from [Verse 2] We used to do so much for so little Needy hands held out when the dough trickles They gotta eat, and if not they ain't scared of poppin' heat You get shot for dumb sh**; still I'm thankful To see what I saw to get this angle And understand cats don't give a f** about another man And the ones with the dough got the upper hand It might not get your praise But I love the hood where I was raised It made me the person I am today And a part of every word I say So when I'm in spot with a blunt lit With my homies from the hood that I run with Dap me up and keep moving, sh** I pray for the fool that tryin' to play us on some child sh** [Hook] [Bridge] (x2) The concrete jungle, the hood, the blocks The late night shootouts, the weed, the rocks The evil cops, the pimps, the who*es The drug wars, bloodshed galore [Hook]