Different Reality (Tripswitch Remix)

歌詞

From the heart of the ghetto every day a soul is saved Ribs touching but our souls is brave Rise up from the ashes and the coldest days The Most High blessed the land now the mold is made It's a battle everyday but life goes on Little soldiers runnin' around with their timbos torn Ready for war street life and fights is practice Watching Scarface looking up to gangstas Watching other G's observing their chances Asking real questions getting fake answers And then we wonder why they sitting in jail Calling the crib collect begging they moms for bail, it's real So real everything we see Everything that we go through So real from the east to the west It's the same thing, same thing In the ghetto, in the gutter In the ghetto, in the gutter On the west coast dudes bang and slang On the east coast kids do the same old thing, ya heard Four pound cock back trigger click goes boom, boom Police speed flash lights go zoom, zoom Ducking down peeking out from the front room Momma telling you don't go outside but you know what's going on And everyday it's the same old song, short day but the stores are long Momma in the back room praying for salvation Cops roll up quick, push your peeps back This is where the thugs and the saints sleep with street crack But God's in control gangstas agree to that I seen them keep the word where they stash the heaters at So real everything we see Everything that we go through So real from the east to the west It's the same thing, same thing In the ghetto, in the gutter In the ghetto, in the gutter Yo, there is a higher power soaked in sin Dried to make up sleep to wake up, daddy's flip keys to cake up Deep depression sh quite the streets in session Look to the Most High defeat deception That's the lesson humble yourself, count your blessings Run to the Most High and embrace His presence He's here to save raise up and claim truth Raise up claim power, raise up He claims you From Philly to streets of L.A. Every hood and ghetto sees the same old thing Little homies locked doing time in the bing Quick to clap off put your arm in a sling In the ghetto, ghetto So real everything we see Everything that we go through So real from the east to the west It's the same thing, same thing In the ghetto, in the gutter In the ghetto, in the gutter In the ghetto, in the gutter