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My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia playedSimple familiar ways, like how she kneeled and prayedWillin, master forgive us, our trust pastors had us real afraidI never listened yet I still obeyedI got to see how Philly played at such an early ageWhat my father was into sent him to his early graveThen moms started chasin that base, like Willie MaysMy childhood was all of 40 nights and 40 daysTrouble was my ball and chain, shorties would call me namesHumble beginnings but a star is what it all becameMy journey from a dirty hallway, to the Hall of FameMusic my therapeutic way to cope with all this painWas headed for the drain, soakin before the rainwater cameAnd chaos, into the order cameI started doin what I'm 'sposed to do in lifeTryin to move out of the dark, and closer to the lightThey say if you get a chance to do it, overdo it rightTomorrow isn't promised every time, you say goodnightKnahmtalkinabout? Uhh, yoStory of a little ghetto boy, check it outLittle ghetto boy, ohhhPlayin in the ghetto street, ay-ayyyy!What'chu gonna do when you grow upand have to face responsibility?SongtexteYeah yeahhhWill you spend your days and nights in a pool room?Will you sell caps of madness, to the neighborhoodlittle ghetto boyYou already know, how rough life could beHard to see, so much pain and miseryYeahhhhhhh, yeahhhhLittle ghetto boy, yeahYour daddy was blown awayHeyyyy yeahhhHe robbed that grocery store yeahDon't you know that was a sad sad day?Eyyyyy-yeahAll your young life you've seen such misery and painThe world's a cruel place to live in, it ain't gonna change yeahhYou're so young, and you've got so far to gooooooDon't think you'll reach your goal young manTalkin 'bout the ghetto boyYeah yeah yeahhhhYeah, yeahhh little ghetto BOYYYYY-OYYYYWhen when you become a maaaaan, yeahhhhYou can make things changeOh if you just take a stand, yeah yeahhhhYou've got to believe in yourself, in all that you dooooYou've got to fight to make it better, betterAnd you will see, that others will start believin tooThen my son, things will start to get betterHey yeahhhh yeah"Everything has gotto get better" OhhhEverything has got to get better, "Everything has got to get better""Everything has got to get better" Yeahhh yeahhhhh yeah "Everything has got to get betterDon't you know it's gonna get better"Everything has got to get better" Heyyyyyy yeah yeah"Everything has got to get better" Got to believe that everything"Everything has got to get better" yeahhhhh yeah yeah yeah"Everything has got to get better" Whooahhh ho oahhh oahhh oahh"Everything has got to get better" Whoa yeah"Everything has got to get better" Whoah ho oahhh oh ohhhhhhh"Everything has got to get better" OHHHHHHHH YEAH YEAHHHHYEAH, YEAHHHHH, little ghetto boyMmmmmm yeah yeahhhhhhhhh Aus Songtexte Mania