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BORN AND RAISED IN THE GHETTO

by cedric-mcclester

By: Cedric McClester I was born and raised in the ghetto But the ghetto wasn't raised in me Guess that's why I be the way I be Some people say I'm crazy  cool See Mama didn't raise a fool Every day I went to school To overcome my environment No wasted time was spent I was born and raised in the ghetto - see But the ghetto wasn't raised in me Guess that's why I be the way I be It never is just up to chance We're not victims of circumstance Though some are seeking an excuse But I just think, hey what's the use I was born and raised in the ghetto - see But the ghetto wasn't raised in me (c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester.  All rights reserved.
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