Wretch 32 - Ina Di Ghetto Song Lyrics

[Verse 1: Wretch 32]
Where straps are seen more than dads
Cos they clap at these boring actors
Cos everyone's big with hard weight
Now everyone thinks they're Scarface
It gets fizzy when their plans evolve
And they end up in the can for coke
I hope you're 7-Up (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
Where we wish for better luck (huh)
But we still see black cats
We get cheese cos we're lab rats (woah)
So then we reproduce
And we grind just to feed our yutes
Gettin' by's like squeezin' through
That's the cycle of me and you
We're designed to lose (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
Where the yutes get high off an 8th
Ride for their name
And love to die for their chain
Just cos he swore on his cross
That if he gets popped then the war's kickin' off
And we'll take it to them
Now that's what I call the chain of events
You break out the chain they're takin' your breath (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
Where there's no congestion charge
But to roll through my hood there's a section pass
I.E to travel these ends
There must be family, friends
Or you're an outlaw
My hood's a tight space it's hard to get out of
Get lost or found gone
Cos the kids with the metal are (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
(Huh) and I've come dis far
I'm in da ghetto like Justinz yard
Matter of fact Justinz heart

[Chorus: Badness]
Life is more than rough, see you,
You have to be bold and tough, yoooo
You have to can hold it up, woaaa
Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto
(I-I-Ina di ghetto)

[Verse 2: Ghetts]
Uh, I be up from the crack of dawn
I ain't Aaliyah but I'm back and forth
It's cold but my jacket's warm
And even with the heat on my side
Somehow I still manage to catch cold,
My hat's low, so my eyes ain't seen
Bandana on the neck
Cos I might bang a hammer on a threat
My mind ain't clean (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
My name speaks for itself
If I come to a fight
I'ma leave with a belt or chain
But I guarantee you won't leave with your health or name
Everyday I see more pain
I be tryna get doe four ways
In stacks so I couldn't be broke for four days (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
And I scream green-gate all day
Cos I'm a green-gate gun-happy goon
And before 2007 ask anyone I never had one happy tune
Cos there ain't nothing nice round here
Nothin' but rats an' mice round here
G-H I'm in an unhappy mood (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
N*ggas are wylin' out
Cos there ain't nothin' to smile about
Enemies be tellin' me watch when they find me house
Something like mind your mouth
From now everything on my mind is foul
F*ck a nine to five I'm like gimme a nine
A crack a 9 of brown an' lemme provide the sound (I-I-Ina di ghetto)

[Wretch 32]
(Huh) and I've come this far
I'm in da ghetto like Justinz yard
Matter of fact Justinz heart

[Chorus: Badness (x2)]
Life is more than rough, see you,
You have to be bold and tough, yoooo
You have to can hold it up, woaaa
Ina di ghetto, ina di ghetto