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Dizzee Rascal
Dizzee Rascal

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Tom: Bb minor
Intro 1
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we grew
Verse 1
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up in the ghetto where summertimes short
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straight action,
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you don't stop for a fool
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most use crime as a way
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to pay the bills
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the un- lucky ones end up gettin caught
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we grew up in the ghetto
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where the growing gets rough
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moneys been around but its
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never been enough
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most ain't givin no choice
but to hussle
some break down when
the going gets tough
deep in the manners all kinds
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of different people
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mines over east still struggle to be equal
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so many characters, 4 main types
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the good, the bad, the ugly,
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and the evil
deep in the manner where the
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povertys visible
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there's not a lot sweet
so most look misarable
most cave in to the devil,
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took the wrong puff
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son kick the face but still pray for
a miracle
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soccastars emerge from the curb
up n coming mcs struggle
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to be heard
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boy.... the next jailbird ??
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*censored*s talk murder and they
live by there word
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shotters keep the money going round
kids goin stray most never get found
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iv noticed there a ghetto in every town
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the skies are empty be cause the
stars are on the ground
(chorus)
Verse 2
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we grew up in the ghetto saw real life pain
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real life struggle with real life strain
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real life kiddies with real life guns
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and real life mothers lose real life sons
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gang wars are ruftin on the darf
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flur on the seeser ??
beef after beef just to be the top geezer
big arms gas, the stratford recs
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ghetto high murders got
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ta maintain reps
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what's it all about i ask
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myself before i swing
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more time I'm beefin over
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any little thing
beefin any area,region or vincity
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my ghetto frame of mind makes
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me prone to hostility
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to my bredrons locked up, to my
young baby mothers
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each and every creed and colour,
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ghetto sisters and brothers
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if you know your from the slum
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s keep reppin no doubt
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stay ghetto if you must
just remember to get out

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