L.V. - Ghetto Burbs lyrics

[Intro: Joe Budden] Always had big dreams Everybody had big dreams though I ain't never wanna stay here, I had no intentions I never had no plans [Hook: Emanny] Live my life Gotta know how to survive Just can't hide These streets eat you alive Ghetto burbs Cause I'm from two different worlds Ghetto burbs Comin' from the ghetto burbs [Verse 1: Joe Budden] Ghetto burbs, I'm from the ghetto of Jerz' From where the peddlers serve, use hand gestures for words Big-up to LA, they was ahead of the curve My hood we g**n, you can get left on the curb Yep, I was raised here, but I'm tryin' to export Police is crooked, the strippers is escorts Like my homie Layla, really I can't knock her Cause she gettin' paper, month ago she was knocked up Baby-daddy a dope-boy, fresh home he was locked up But he on the same sh**, f**ed around and got shot up In my same mind, I'm like why he even bother? At the same time, don't know what he was a part of Layla over the casket, tears coming harder The hood wins again, another son with no father Gotta take it in stride, 'round here that's the usual But I ain't accustomed, that sh** I can't get used to I'm trying to survive [Hook] [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Ghetto burbs, I'm from the ghetto of Jerz' From where the ghetto's disturbed, you can be dead in a hearse Say a prayer daily and end it with "better or worse" I lost faith, but grandma still keep her head up in church Murder rate sky-high, employment is real low Little kid try to rap, but will he get a deal? No Cause poverty k**s slow, belief is beyond you 7 out of ever 10 b**hes here got the monster Like my little homie Tanya, I met her at Freaknik Freak sh**, the same b**h them n***as be all out in the street with Open, in love with the service But she got resentments you won't see from the surface Feel like so many women look great, so she worship Caught AIDS from rape, thought her whole life was worthless Ho couldn't know how gorgeous her curves is She f**ing 'em raw and hope to catch it on purpose You better survive [Hook] [Verse 3: Joe Budden] Ghetto burbs, I'm from the ghetto of Jerz' I ain't tryin' to act like my part of the ghetto's the worst n***as is tricks here, they'll buy stilettos for birds How did I get here? They act like the metal don't hurt You just getting high, guess they trying to escape it Or commit suicide a**uming they couldn't take it The streets is cold, still we run around naked Success is a void and we replace it with hatred That's your homie from way back, from so many years old But friends turn green, even that acted weird old You think he cared? No, y'all used to share clothes Now you struggle for rent and he got ice in his earlobes Your man won't even extend a hand, meeting all his career goals You need a whole 'nother plan, your career's froze Valuables are more valuable Than everything even value to dude Cause you gotta survive [Hook] [Outro] Coming from this ghetto burb Coming from the ghetto babe Gotta know how to survive, streets eat you alive Coming from the ghetto burbs Said the streets eat you alive, alive, yeah