You think that I will change
But you know that will never be
I'm just that way and that's just me
Well it's just the way I am
And I am doing all I can
Why can't you see I just can't change
I could care less what you see
I'm just never the less here for me
You're always getting what you want
But you still keep looking
I guess you're just never getting what you need
With your eyes wide open
You still keep looking for your dreams
That's just me
It doesn't matter what you say
My confidence will lead the way
Words will never do, sad but true
And if I didn't act this way
Well it just wouldn't be the same
That wouldn't do, 'cause I'm not you
And I could care less what you see
I'm just never the less here for me
You're always getting what you want
But you still keep looking
I guess you just never getting what you need
With your eyes wide open
You still keep looking for your dreams
That's just me
That's just the way I am, I am no larry or a sam
Why can't you see, I'm just that way!
Well there it is, it's right here, so crystal clear
Well there it is, it's right here, so crystal clear in front of my face!
I could care less what you see in me....[Intro]
Ah.. Just a minute, erm,
this is a little to controversial, and I don`t think.. erm,
We are going to be up and here comes that black
Watch yourself, he is kind of smart, you know...
Verse 1: [Fresh Kid Ice]
This story began five years ago
Took a funky idea and began to roll
By doing something that was never done
While getting paid, still having fun
Being explicit straight from the streets
Not forgettin' our roots to an up-tempo beat
Taking what they say just for granted
For us to give up, that's what they wanted
To do it all, we'd be taking shorts
'Cause at that time we were given no thought
To follow another; we didn't see it
We're the example for others to see
In the beginning all we had was a phone
And trust in each other was how we lived on
Word was bond, we relied on true
Faith in each other backed up by Luke
Chorus:
We are
Ghetto Style
Perched in the South
The king of the ghetto
The man, not a myth
Verse 2: [Brother Marquis]
The journey was long, but we fought the struggle
We paid off in the end by the bundles
In the beginning, some were against us
But we proved them wrong, and made them envious
So we kept on writing, the public kept on buying
What we were making, they took a-likin'
We found the market, hit the target
We started the fire, but it's you who sparked it
We stayed independent, and we didn't sell out
We started off with no help from the White House
The plot was perfect, though we needed a gimmick
So we thought up this dance called Throw the Dizznick
In no time at all, things started growin'
Charts were showin' that sales were soarin'
Then all the talkin', all the squawkin',
They tried to take the name, but keep Skyy-walkin'
Chorus
Verse 3: [Fresh Kid Ice]
A black thing, from beginning to end
Brothers in the business and loyal friends
Steppin' on stages, movin' as one
For