Lyrical Breakdown of My Ghetto Heroes - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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[Master P] Ha Ha Ha Most niggas might think I'm crazy when I tell em this (Yeah G) But you know what most nigga look up to like Presidents Niggas thats in sports All this type of shit as heroes They might look at motherfuckin Muhammed Ali Yah know Sugar Ray Leanord, Mike Tyson, but me. [Master P] Air Jordan aint no motherfuckin hero G My heroes is niggas in the ghetto that slang D That right on chrome and triple gold and pimp hoes And take any nigga in the click to the Super Bowl And party like it aint nothin But most of my homies they done died over drug money Like Bizzy Bob and Sam Skutty but I still love em Air full of motherfucker and I still wanna hug em Big Dave, my nigga gone to the battle field Dandon and Levi, damn guard ya grill Cuz where ya goin you gotta watch your back Judge, god damn another nigga didnt make it back (Mr.C) My lil brother Kevin Miller rest in peace Elbraud, Nextditch, and Big Leaf Lil Girl, and Boo, and Anguard Big Pepper, God damn what yall thinkin about They gone, I mean they soldiers But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo Randy, Sir Pat, God damn They got bigger, the list go longer I could start from New Orleans and go back to California To lil Tony, to dime P Seritz, Burnell, can't believe That he's gone, the Scarface Dank, Loot, and Meathead And what about Kenny Sep And all my niggas that dead and gone that got caught in the rep And my other heroes still livin But they locked up behind bars, caught up in some pigeons Like my lil cousin Jimmy, lil Horgel Randall, Marlow, Pee Wee damn Another mission complete Took off the streets locked up by the police Meatball, and Nap, La Crowe Pac, jinte, the gats go pow But my homies got caught up Even though they had no way out the ghetto but the come up Off the streets in the hood money Thats why my heroes live for drug money [Chorus x4] My Ghetto Heroes I watched em live fast, I watched em die slow [Skull Duggery] What you mean I need a hero A hero is a zero to me The only hero that I know is them niggas in my hood G They gave me the game so I enhanced the gat Than I took the game, and ripped it out the frame I tried and told ya A hero can't be ya lucky rabbit's foot or ya 4-leaf clover It all be a myth in ya mind A hero aint about shit if they aint about dying You know who was a hero to me That nigga MoXs on the Howard J G [Master P] And yall other niggas thats still livin That wanna be a hero but can't be givin Yo life up for these streets But this goin out to my homies out there slangin D That still hustlin in the game tryin to make it But yall niggas better realize you cant fake it You either in or out aint no halfway in Cuz when you die in the end you go to the pen And its realer than you real niggas feel me This for my niggas that are heroes in my hood G