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"2 Roads Out the Ghetto"

Nightbreed - “2 Roads Out the Ghetto”
[Emcee(s): K.A. the Verbal Swordsman and Oddbrawl the Lyrical Juggernaut (AKA Kev)]
[Producer(s): Charlemagne]
[Sample (Multiple Elements): Bill Conti - “Rocky’s Reward”]

[Hook: K.A. the Verbal Swordsman]
There’s two
Roads out the ghetto: success or death
Time to choose, decide then move, penals or schools
Paths get ended.  Never win then soar to the top
NBs was raw from the drop. Two
Roads out the ghetto: success or death
Time to choose, decide then move, penals or schools
Paths get ended. Never win then soar to the top
NBs was raw from the drop

[Verse 1: K.A. the Verbal Swordsman]
It’s all about getting
Over ‘til I’m sitting with Jehovah, whether
Sipping or sober, slipping cobra to some chicken in Rover
My spot here’s confusing, got to be a plot
To keep me losing. No way I fail in everything I’m doing
Point no fingers, just want to know the answers. Started doing
Dirt to help moms with money when pops had cancer—that’s
The beginning. Stealing was surviving, not sinning. Blowing
Cash, growing fast left no time for grinning
Never ending, more static at the crib site
Parents had problems with neighbors, so now me and their kids fight
Through my teens, didn’t sleep a wink. Only rest between
The blink, every act was impulse, never stopped to think
Affected lives in ways that was negative, my payback
Is teaching shorties lessons schools’ll never give. If you
Wilding, a bullet might be your sedative
Hope the fear make ‘em better kids ‘cause the gauge’ll make ‘em
Need a new set of ribs. I’ll plant seeds and let it live
That’s how it is, that’s how it is

[Hook: K.A. the Verbal Swordsman]
There’s two
Roads out the ghetto: success or death
Time to choose, decide then move, penals or schools
Paths get ended. Never win then soar to the top
NBs was raw from the drop

[Verse 2: Oddbrawl the Lyrical Juggernaut (AKA Kev)]
Until
Death do me ugly, keep someone lovely, slim
Pretty to hug me, sipping on bubbly. Middle
Finger for those quickly to judge me, not knowing
Thrown in the slums, ‘caine, K forced to grow in
Refuse to be them kids on the corner, now old men
Broken without a dime, just a fifth on their mind, chasing
Their prime. “How did we get caught in this bind?””
Old cat asking an old cat suspended in time zone
Can’t stand on his own, stoned from the sipping
No desire and drive ‘cause he’s no longer driven
How many miles do you expect from a lemon? What sense
Does it make to be alive if you ain’t living? So I’m
Watching to learn, keep the Glock tucked firm
Jumped out of turn, got popped in the stern’
Watching ‘em squirm a lot like a worm
To the listener, pop when he said it was hot and it burned. Hard
Heads make it soft fast. Your jaw made of
Pure glass, so I think you better haul ass. Ain’t no reason
To grin, being poor’s a reason to sin. Squeezing
The pen ‘til my daughter got unbelievable ends. Now I’m
Ready for death—pick a place: head or the chest. Last
Request before you lay me to rest
Give the Most High my soul, Devil the flesh
Give the Most High my soul, Devil the flesh

[Hook: K.A. the Verbal Swordsman]
There’s two
Roads out the ghetto: success or death
Time to choose, decide then move, penals or schools
Paths get ended. Never win then soar to the top
NBs was raw from the drop. Two
Roads out the ghetto: success or death
Time to choose, decide then move, penals or schools
Paths get ended. Never win then soar to the top
NBs was raw from the drop

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