Waasi - Black Boy's Ghetto Lyrics

Born into the devils playground
He had a crown
A family full addicts
And the vultures lurk around
Praying on the sick
Fiends looking for fix
It's like he stuck in the cement
Before his feet hit the ground
Momma put him in school
With some drama at home
So every time he in the class
He got a mind of his own
Teacher tryna talk to him
But she speaking to stone
Wanna send him to the doctor
Put a pill in his bones
Saying that he that adhd .... huh
Not attracted to the shit that you teach .... huh
Maybe it we get a tad bit deep
We realize
That this style of teaching was birthed
In slavery times
With a curriculum thats focused
On them white man lies
How the f*ck
You expect a black kid to survive
When the neighborhood is littered
With drugs & crimes
Rap & ball
The only soothing spots he seen with his eyes
Yea
Years go on
Still the same shit at home
Momma dealing with abuse
And he can't fight for his own
Let his anger out through fighting
Kids won't leave him alone
Cuz he wearing hand me downs
They got a fresh pair on
Man
I swear the jungle get deep
He found a home in streets
Wanted designer on his body
And then J 's on his feet
Started hanging with them hitters
Selling work by the flea
Hitting licks with no conscious
He gotta get to the green

Walking in class and the big chain flash
Went from being a gook
And now he flexing his cash
Not even hanging round day 1s
That covered his back
Niggaz plotting on his fortune
In his teens with a strap
Momma saying baby please slow it down
He never had a man
That kept it real from his mouth
Was fending for himself
When everybody had em out
Was dealing with the trauma
This the way he let it out
He let out ... bang
That's sound at a nighttime invasion
Chillin on the block
He see the blood on the pavement
Homie on the floor dead
He looking in amazement
It's death in his eyes
And a soul being taken
Now tell me what that do to a man
He finding ways to cope
He got the liq in his hand
He start to pop some Molly's
Wearing pain as a brand
It's f*cking Up his mental
Shit he can't understand

And no one provided guidance
So now he out here wylin
Looking for revenge
It's murder on the horizon
Momma still praying
That baby boy stop the violence
Heart so cold
And a demon that is rising
Inside em
No life in his eyes
It's evil inside
Along for the ride
A skully to hide
He clutching a 9
His moment to shine
The car is in drive
He feel so alive
And then he's hit with a sign

He see a lil nigga chilling on the block
Like he was
Probably tryna get up on his guap
Like he was
Not knowing all the pain it would cause
Like he was
That's when a light struck in his heart

He told his homie drive away
He don't want no parts of the life
Started crying in the car
His tears fly through the night
Lookin on how it got this car
He was blind to the sight
All the decisions that he made wasn't right
It almost cost him his life

He went home ran into his mothers arms
Yelling that he sorry
For all the stressed he done caused
A black loving mother
Accepted him & his flaws
She never gave up hope
And got a blessing from God

It's amazing
The cycle is often contagious
Gotta be strong
Just to get through the stages
1 false move have you stuck in them cages
We already two steps back of what we chasin
IM SAYING

It really is another way
The system that they got us in
Tryna keep us at bay
A vessel through this mic
And through my lyrics I repay
My God Given talent with everything
What I say

It's Love