Ghetto Tears (Feat. Master P) - Silkk The Shocker, Master P

Dear God can ya save me?

If you can’t save me, save our babies

I been tryin' to keep it real

So many ghetto tears my people cry

Life is hard and I see that every day

Just so many ghetto tears in the ghetto

Age 11 lookin' out of a ghetto buildin'

Mom and 5 of us little ghetto children

I ain’t never knew wrong from right

Growin' up all my life, thinkin' Adidas had 4 stripes

See my uncle tried to warn us

Told us not to do drugs, and yesterday I seen him on it

See in my hood it ain’t no love

Age 13, seen my auntie OD on drugs

The neighborhood ho, only 15, everybody wants to bang her

Found her dead, gave herself and abortion with a clothes hanger

I seen one of my neighbors try everything but couldn’t make it

Came home one day killed his whole family, I guess he couldn’t take it

I give back, even if it ain’t nothin' big

Look at my grandma, terminal disease, only got months to live

They tell us we ain’t gonna be nothin', gave my homie 25 years

I shed tears for all my peers

Dear God can ya save me?

If you can’t save me, save our babies

So many ghetto tears my people cry

You ain’t supposed to question God, but I’m askin' why

So many ghetto tears my people cry

Throughout the years, my people shed ghetto tears

My people shed ghetto tears, throughout the years

The ghetto’s like a headache, one big ol' migraine

Tryin to stay high 'til I die, tryna like hide the pain

My homey mama died, he didn’t know it

When she died, he committed suicide, my homie jumped up off the sixth floor

Maybe it’s too late for me, since I’m still here, I’m kinda glad to be

Been in and out of jail since I was 12, life been hell since mama had me

I have to ask myself the simple question why

It’s so hard to live but yet so easy to die

With this simple question, Lord can you help me

Just tryin' to live large and wealthy from these card that you dealt me

I used to ask my uncles for money, now they ask me

Life passed 'em up, I wonder will life pass me

'Cause see it really ain’t no love for us ghetto kids

For all the dirt that I did, I don’t think I’ll find where heaven is

I wonder why they won’t panic and try to ban it

Probably 'cause they scared of me, just don’t understand me

Dear God can ya save me?

If you can’t save me, save our babies

So many ghetto tears my people cry

You can’t question God, but I’m askin' why

So many ghetto tears my people cry

Throughout the years, my people shed ghetto tears

My people shed ghetto tears, throughout the years

My people shed ghetto tears

How could you carry a kid for 9 months, Black?

She had a baby boy, but while she she was pregnant she was smokin' crack

How could you rape and abuse your kids?

How could you commit incest and say you love your kids?

They ain’t ask to be here, they ain’t ask to see here

Slipped here by 15 minutes of pleasure, that’s why they can’t see clear

From the cradle to the grave or from the elementary to the penitentiary

Life is so hard, not meant to be

Dear God can ya save me?

If you can’t save me, save our babies

So many ghetto tears our people cry

Throughout the years, and I ask you why

My people shed ghetto tears

So many ghetto tears my people cry

Damn, so many ghetto tears

Throughout the years, my people shed ghetto tears