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| 1. |
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[akon] [intro]
From Senegal to domscore... Canve... Akon, Ali B en Yes-R.. Remix.. International Remix... ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh [akon] [chorus] This goes out to my tata's in tha (ghetto) maluku's in tha (ghetto) my mocro's in tha (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto) cause this goes out to the anti's in tha (ghetto) maluku's in tha (ghetto) the yugo's in tha (ghetto) ghetto ooh we livin in tha... [akon] [verse one] these streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand) when your on it you'll keep goin down (goin down) and there's noone to hold on too and there's noone to pull you out you keep on fallin (falling) and noone can here you callin so you end up self destructing on the corner with the tuli on the waist line just got outta the bing doin state time teeth marks on my back from the canine dark Memories of when there was no sunshine cause they said that I wouldn't make it (I remember like yesterday) holdin on to what god gave me... [akon] [chorus] This goes out to my tata's in tha (ghetto) maluku's in tha (ghetto) my mocro's in tha (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto) cause this goes out to the anti's in tha (ghetto) maluku's in tha (ghetto) the yugo's in tha (ghetto) ghetto ooh we livin in tha... [ali b] [verse two] je kijkt on je heen maar kan niet geloven wat je ziet een gebied vol verdriet hele wijken falliet een bandiet die weer schiet in de ronte voor niets het is een plek waar je vermoord word voor een simpele fiets ik heb het over de ghetto's van de verenigde staten waar kinderen van twaalf rond lopen met een wapen maar ook in nederland is het niet altijd wat het lijkt criminaliteit stijgt in de achterstands wijk kijk ik wil niet zeggen dat de bijlmer als new york is maar heel veel van die mensen doen of het een dorp is waar nooit iets gebeurd terwijl de flats zijn bezet door de junks aan de crack je houd jezelf voor de gek... [akon] [chorus] This goes out to my tata's in tha (ghetto) maluku's in tha (ghetto) my mocro's in tha (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto) cause this goes out to the anti's in tha (ghetto) maluku's in tha (ghetto) the yugo's in tha (ghetto) ghetto ooh we livin in tha... [yes-r] [verse three] jongens stap het liefst je verdriet is diep van binnen je wilt wel opnieuw beginnen maar je word geconfronteerd en je ziet van die dingen je broertje gearesteerd je vader zakt zachtjes neer je moeder kan niet meer het doet je zeer je dropt die tranen kijkt uit het raam het is alsof je wijk is getroffen door een orkaan overal liggen vuilnis zakken er lopen ratten junkies die elkaar om een bolletje willen klappen politie rijd voorbij en ziet iedereen als verdachte in een keiharde wereld is er geen ruimte voor een zwarte survivor op de pit is hoeveel heb je in petto heet is de eeuwen oude vraag als je leeft in de ghetto... [akon] [chorus] This goes out to my tata's in tha (ghetto) maluku's in tha (ghetto) my mocro's in tha (ghetto) ghetto (ghetto) cause this goes out to the anti's in tha (ghetto) maluku's in tha (ghetto) the yugo's in tha (ghetto) ghetto ooh we livin in tha... |
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| 2. |
| 3:39 |
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Lonely I'm so lonely,
I have nobody, for my owwnnn I’m so lonely I’m Mr.Lonely I have nobody for my owwnnn I’m so lonely Yo, this one here, Goes out to all my playas out there, man, ya know That got that one good girl, dawg That’s always been there man, like took all the bullshit Then one day she can’t take it no more And decided to leave Yeah I woke up in the middle of the night And I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, Coulda sworn I was dreamin', For her I was feelin', So I had to take a little ride, Back tracking on these few years, Tryin figure out what I do to make it go bad, Cause ever since my girl left me, My whole life came crashin,I’m so Lonely I’m Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own I’m so lonely I’m Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own Can't believe I had a girl like you And I just let you walk right outta my life, After all I put you through you still stuck Around and stayed by my side, What really hurt me is I broke your heart, baby You a good girl and I had no right, I really wanna make things right, Cause, without you in my life girl, I’m so Lonely I’m Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own I’m so lonely I’m Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own Been all about the world ain't neva met a girl That can take the things that you been through Never thought the day would come Where you'd get up and run And I would be out chasing you Cause ain't nowhere in the globe I'd rather be, Ain't no one in the globe I’d rather see Then the girl of my dreams that made me be so happy but now so lonely Lonely I’m Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own I’m so lonely I’m Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own Never thought that I would be alone I didn’t think you'd be gone this long, I just want you to call my phone, So stop playing girl and Come on home Baby girl I didn't mean to shout, I want me and you to work it out, I never wished that I'd ever Hurt my baby And it’s drivin me crazy cause I'm so Lonely I’m Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own I’m so lonely I’m Mr. Lonely I have nobody for my own Lonely, so lonely, lonely, So lonely, Mr. Lonely, lonely, so lonely So lonely, Mr. Lonely |
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| 3. |
| 2:59 |
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Locked up they won't let me out
And I had a long day in court stressed me out Won't gimme the bail they can't get me out Now I'm headed to the county Gotta do a bid here im used to living luxurous I don't wana live here the walls is gray the clothes is orange The phones is broke the food is garbage A lot a niggas is livin with these circumstances Sp's the same i still murk ya manz'z Drug money to rap money work advances Niggas ran and told that i shoulda murked to kansas Niga got popped for a murda attempt Knocked me on d block when i was burning the hemph Had a brick in the stash hope they don't take to a further extent Locked up and they wont let me out When i hit my cell block niggas know to get me out Im steady tryna find a motive Why do why i go Freedom aint gettin no closer No matter how far i go My car is stolen no registration Cops partolin and now they done stop me And i get locked up They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they wont let me out They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they won't let me out Headin up town to re up Back with a couple keys Corner blocks on fire Under covers dressed as feens Makin so much money Ride up smooth and fast Put away the stash And as i sold the last bag fucked around and got locked up They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they wont let me out They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they won't let me out Now that im locked up i rep two sets so Ima ride or die and stay d blocked up Two tooth brushes up Whoever wanted with p When i walk by nigga get up Cuz im locked up they cant get me out I smoke a stick of haze when they stress me out Go and hit the bar when the reds be out Cant wait for the day when they let me out Cuz visitation no longer comes by Seems like they forgot about me Commissary is getting empty My cell mates getting food without me Can't wait to get out and move forward with my life Got a family that loves me and wants me to do right But instead I get locked up They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they wont let me out They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they won't let me out They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they wont let me out They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they won't let me out They won't let me out they won't let me out They won't let me out no they won't let me out |
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