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Dizzee Rascal
Dizzee Rascal

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Tonalità: Bb minor
Intro 1
Cm
Cm
Am
Am
Cm
Cm
Am
Am
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
we grew
Verse 1
Cm
Cm
Am
Am
Cm
Cm
Am
Am
up in the ghetto where summertimes short
F
F
straight action,
C
C
Cm
Cm
C
C
Am
Am
you don't stop for a fool
C
C
Bb
Bb
most use crime as a way
C
C
Am
Am
C
C
to pay the bills
Am
Am
C
C
the un- lucky ones end up gettin caught
Am
Am
C
C
Am
Am
C
C
Bb
Bb
Eb
Eb
Am
Am
C
C
we grew up in the ghetto
Bb
Bb
Am
Am
A
A
C
C
where the growing gets rough
Am
Am
A
A
moneys been around but its
Am
Am
never been enough
C
C
Bb
Bb
C
C
most ain't givin no choice
but to hussle
some break down when
the going gets tough
deep in the manners all kinds
Am
Am
of different people
C
C
Bb
Bb
C
C
mines over east still struggle to be equal
Bb
Bb
C
C
A
A
Dm
Dm
so many characters, 4 main types
Bb
Bb
C
C
the good, the bad, the ugly,
Am
Am
C
C
and the evil
deep in the manner where the
Bb
Bb
C
C
povertys visible
Am
Am
C
C
there's not a lot sweet
so most look misarable
most cave in to the devil,
Bb
Bb
took the wrong puff
Dm
Dm
son kick the face but still pray for
a miracle
Am
Am
soccastars emerge from the curb
up n coming mcs struggle
C
C
to be heard
Am
Am
A
A
boy.... the next jailbird ??
C
C
*censored*s talk murder and they
live by there word
Bb
Bb
C
C
shotters keep the money going round
kids goin stray most never get found
Am
Am
A
A
Am
Am
iv noticed there a ghetto in every town
Bb
Bb
C
C
the skies are empty be cause the
stars are on the ground
(chorus)
Verse 2
C
C
A
A
we grew up in the ghetto saw real life pain
Dm
Dm
Am
Am
C
C
real life struggle with real life strain
Dm
Dm
C
C
real life kiddies with real life guns
Dm
Dm
C
C
and real life mothers lose real life sons
Am
Am
gang wars are ruftin on the darf
Bb
Bb
C
C
flur on the seeser ??
beef after beef just to be the top geezer
big arms gas, the stratford recs
Am
Am
ghetto high murders got
A
A
ta maintain reps
Bb
Bb
what's it all about i ask
C
C
myself before i swing
Bb
Bb
more time I'm beefin over
C
C
any little thing
beefin any area,region or vincity
D
D
Dm
Dm
my ghetto frame of mind makes
Bb
Bb
Dm
Dm
me prone to hostility
Bb
Bb
to my bredrons locked up, to my
young baby mothers
C
C
each and every creed and colour,
Eb
Eb
Bb
Bb
ghetto sisters and brothers
Dm
Dm
Bb
Bb
if you know your from the slum
Dm
Dm
s keep reppin no doubt
A
A
stay ghetto if you must
just remember to get out

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