Prince of the Ghetto - Save Yourself (Us)

Live
From the streets of Boyle Heights
It’s the Prince
De la ghetto
Uh
Donde Esta el baño
Came to ish
Not to brown nose
King wear his pride like a crown on him
City in a drought got showers for em
Hit my wave
Cowabunga
Funky got a foul smell
Aroma
Skunk spray
Native tongue conveyor
When I spit feel the sun blazing
Treat each day like a fundraiser
We the soldiers of the calvary
Shall not bow to thee
On the rise with our people
P.O.G.
We the village
Strong as our weakest member
First of the year
We praying that we see December
We was broke & we was gifted
Had to lay under trees for christmas
Somebody save us
Somebody save us
Aye
Yea
I hear them sirens
They ain’t coming to save us
No
Somebody save us
Somebody save us
Aye
Yea
I hear them sirens
Man they trying to slay us
Uh
Somebody save us
Somebody save us
Aye
Yea
I hear them sirens
They ain’t coming to save us
No
Somebody save us
Somebody save us
Aye
Yea
I hear them sirens
Man they trying to play us
Yea
If heaven exist mom save me a spot
For now
I deliver the streets soul
Incisors of the system
Sink in when it’s teeth close
Our flesh
Bears the mark of the beast
Bandages needed
We pleaded
With heathens to stop sinning
Who are we to act like we God given?
In a world where you’re seen as narcissistic
For being positive
We keep pressing this energy
Light sent from divinity
Uh
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
We wrote the bible for ourselves
We hold the rifle for ourselves
Uh
We wrote the bible for ourselves
Yea
Hold the rifle for ourselves
Somebody-nah
Somebody-nah
Somebody-nah
Somebody-nah
Somebody-nah
Somebody....nah
Yea
We wrote the bible for ourselves
Hold the rifle for ourselves
Uh
We wrote the bible for ourselves
Yea
& hold the rifle for ourselves
Yea
Yea

Written by:
Dante Mitchell

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