[Intro]
Welcome to the ghetto

[Verse 1]
Livin day by day in my hood on the spot
I see the same old things, same dope fiends, cops
Just a average day in the streets, California
5-0 find a young girl dead around the corner
Mommy's on her knees, she had tears in her eyes
And nobody knew why the young girl had to die
People look ashamed, it's been like this for years
Bloody sheets on her body, face wet from her momma's tears
She couldn't have been over 4, 5
And if mommy wasn't based she would still be alive
But now the street is a place, you could be swallowed by death
Brothers takin each other's lives and going to rest in peace
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
My cousin died last year, man, I still can't it let go
I walk the streets of my city of my neighborhood
Seeing dope fiends living off canned goods
Fifteen n***as on the corner
And n***as die young in California
5-0'll get a dope case and flaunt it
Have your ass on America's Most Wanted
But I don't slang or even gangbang
And though my old school homies do the same thing
I still got love 'cause you gotta live so you can give
And raise a family, G
But you gotta do your best slanging D-O-P-E
So keep a grip on yourself and stay mellow
And welcome to the ghetto
[Chorus]
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto

[Verse 2]
From across the seas comes cocaine
But you never seen a Black man fly the plane
Look at the news, a young Black death
Was it drug related? Take a guess
I flash when I look in the mirror, black
'Cause my reflection is a nine millimeter gat
I think about genocide
And have thoughts of my homies who died
Everybody backstabbing
But I ain't the one to talk, I'm into gaffling
Death give a shit about your color
But yet I see more dead young brothers
I'm going crazy out here
Seeing twenty-four brothers die by the end of the year
And I still gotta deal with the 5-0
And I stopped selling dope in 9-0
But if I came to it, I'd probably still do it
Put a nine in my draws, get straight to it
I hope that I never see the day
That I get 20 years for a cake
B-K-A as a key
So open up the door for the more money
But I ain't gotta do that, G
'Cause I'm down with the F-A to the C
To the U to the L-T-Y
G-nut X-tra Large and S-P-I-C-E making n***as feel like Jell-O
And welcome to the ghetto
[Chorus]
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto
Make me want to holler, the way they do my life
Welcome to the ghetto

[Outro]
Welcome to the ghetto
Welcome to the ghetto
Welcome to the ghetto
Welcome to the ghetto
Welcome to the ghetto
Welcome to the ghetto
Welcome to the ghetto

[Verse 3]
Ain't no justice, it's just us
And any n***a with the guts loves to bust
At the police, n***as can't get peace
Sendin' troops to the ghetto like the Middle East
My homie on the block got beat down
And he never sold an ounce, a key, a pound
Suicide was a notion, sometimes I wanna run and dive in the ocean
But killin' myself ain't the answer 'cause the problems of the world need a cure like cancer
And everybody see the problem but the president and he ain't livin' in the ghetto so that's evident
I quit pullin' over, fuck the police
'Cause they beat Rodney King like a savage beast
Now motherfuckers on my block think it's GLOCK time
Open up season on cop time
So welcome to the ghetto
Where n***as try to play your ass like a cello
The mayor got the projects boarded up
And the white and the Blacks all sorted up
My people livin' in poverty
And every time I wanna max I'm on a motherfucker's property
Make me wanna get the gat to and peel a cap too, I gives a fuck about the tattoo
Tears, spendin' years in the P-E-N
Cop dead, gone with the wind
Fuck love in the ghetto, see
187 thousand G