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SHONTELLE lyrics : "ghetto lullabye"

Hush little shorty don't you cry

I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby


When things get rough, let me dry your eyes


Give you the strength, hold your head up high

When this cold world never do you right


I'll hold you down through the darkest nights


Rest your head let me ease your mind

I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby





Where shall I begin

To teach you what could take a lifetime to learn


Nuff lies will be told, with each day the truth will unfold


Picture if you can, a mountain so high that you can't see the top

An ocean so wide, you can see where it meets the sky


Well that's how far you're gonna have to go


Hold on tight shorty don't let go

Those rains will fall and those winds will blow


Out in those streets it can be so cold




Hush little shorty don't you cry


I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby


When things get rough, let me dry your eyes

Give you the strength, hold your head up high


When this cold world never do you right


I'll hold you down in the darkest nights

So rest your head let me ease your mind


I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby




I'm looking at you, A picture of innocence framed within trust


Each river you cross, filled with the unknown not so treasureous


All envy and greed, Will rip you apart and leave you to bleed

An incessantly cut you up with no trace of mercy


Nuff backstabbers and informers


Hate and disease so let me warn ya

Sharks in the ocean will raise their teeth


Lets all run fast when you see




Hush little shorty don't you cry


I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby

When things get rough, let me dry your eyes


Give you the strength, hold your head up high

When this cold world never do you right

I'll hold you down in the darkest nights


Rest you head let me ease your mind

I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby




Ooooohhh

Dry your eyes don't you cry


Not tonight

If you just try you will find your sunrise




Hush little shorty don't you cry

I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby

When things get rough, let me dry your eyes


Give you the strength, hold your head up high

When this cold world never do you right

I'll hold you down in the darkest nights

Rest your head let me ease your mind


I'll sing you a ghetto lullaby

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