The Ghetto’s Tryin to Kill Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Master P] I don't know where I'm going to But selling dope is the only thing I know how to do Damn, ****, you can't handle that dank? Time tonight [Verse 1: Master P] I'm deep up in the game, I can't sleep at night And mama prayin' because she know her boy ain't livin' right And when I die, they say I'm goin' out by the gunsmoke 'Cause I refuse to be broke up in this ghetto See, I be trippin' on life 'cause life's a damn trip And when I leave the house, you know I'm carryin' a extra clip See in the 90's, things are gon', gon' change I never thought I'd grow up to be the dope mane But in reality, I guess I damn lost it all 'Cause just the other day, I put my brother's name on the wall Rest in peace, yeah, they done killed him, G I know one day somebody gon' to try to kill the P And if they do, I guess it was my time to go But if they miss, you'll be readin' about some dead folks In other words, can you feel me? And if you from my hood, you know the ghetto's tryna kill me [Chorus: Master P] The ghetto's tryna kill me They might send me to the pen, but doin' time, that don't scare me The ghetto's tryna kill me They might send me to the pen, but doin' time, that don't scare me [Verse 2: Master P] I'm sellin' dope, and my baby mama, she want me to quit But I can't 'cause the game give me dividends See, in the game, hella my partners, they depend on me So when I go out, I'm goin' out like my dead homies Forty G's, two keys in the crackhouse Po-po's on my drawers, you know the P's gon' smash out Never trust nobody, can't even trust my chick And when my kids grow up they know their daddy's a lunitic Driveby's in the ghetto happen all night long Call me Master P, killer, call me Al Capone 'Cause when I die, they probably won't remember me But while I'm here, them marks know they can't fade the P You seeing fatal when you messin with this dope click But if you run up on the P, you get your wig split For the jealous suckers that's out to kill me I'ma reverse the game, partna, can you feel me? [Chorus: Master P] The ghetto's tryna kill me They might send me to the pen, but doin' time, that don't scare me The ghetto's tryna kill me They might send me to the pen, but doin' time, that don't scare me [Verse 3: Silkk The Shocker] I lost two brothers within the year and I can't even cope I try to go straight, but I still end up sellin' dope Reminiscing up on my childhood, and it ain't the same I never thought my occupation was gon' be the dope game Two keys a day, you never seen so much coke Three o'clock up in the mornin', choppin' up dope Reachin' for my gat soon as I hear the slightest noise Just comin' from a funeral, and it got me paranoid Havin' flashbacks of this fool I smoked with my gat He livin', if he's real, he'll be comin' back But if I'm goin' out, I'm goin' out with a bang Suckers jealous 'cause young Silkk ridin' on them thangs Having visions of how I'm going to die, G Will I die up in this game or die in my sleep? That's why I pack a piece, y'all should feel me I ain't paranoid, I know this ghetto's tryna kill me [Chorus: Master P] The ghetto's tryna kill me They might send me to the pen, but doin' time, that don't scare me The ghetto's tryna kill me They might send me to the pen, but doin' time, that don't scare me The ghetto's tryna kill me They might send me to the pen, but doin' time, that don't scare me The ghetto's tryna kill me They might send me to the pen, but doin' time, that don't scare me [Outro: Master P] The ghetto's tryna kill me The ghetto's tryna kill me The ghetto's tryna kill me And if you real, I know y'all can feel me Yeah, like my partna Too $hort said "Get in where you fit in" But just remember, life is too short"