Ghetto Tales

Song Description

Modern dy nursery rhymes for urban life.

Song Length 4:19 Genre R & B - Soul, Pop - Alternative
Lead Vocal Female Vocal Mood Moving
Subject Life, City Language English

Lyrics

Intro: Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder where you are? Mommy's gone and Daddy too. All I really have is you. Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder where you are?

For all my mother hubbards who cubbards are bare.
For all my blind mice who can't see the knife,
For all the Hansels and Gretals still lost in the woods,
For my mother gooses' trying to keep their children in fairytale land, this is for you.

Little Jack Horner slangin on the corner,
Watchin Miss Muffet cry,
Along came a spider ,drove up beside her ,
Asking if she wanted a ride?
Little Bo peep gettin high in the backseat,
Could give a damn about the sheep or her life.
Two little lost girls in this Ghettotale world,
Now on their backs is how they'll serve their time.

Saying Rain, rain go away, ain't got time to cry.
Gotta pay the Pied piper, gotta hustle to survive.
The sky's fallin down around me, guess I'll rest when I die.
Tell me your bedtime story, I'll tell you a Ghettotale of mine.

Mary mary not so contrary watching her stomach grow.
Jack was nimble, Jack was quick, now where he's at nobody knows.
That little ol lady livin in the shoe,
Just want to get her son out the ghetto.
A tisket a tasket they carryin his casket cuz he couldn't leave them streets alone.

Saying Rain, rain go away, ain't got time to cry.
Gotta pay the Pied piper, gotta hustle to survive.
The sky's fallin down around me, guess I'll rest when I die.
Tell me your bedtime story, I'll tell you a Ghettotale of mine.

Jack hit Jill but she loved him still,
Tthat's what we say over her grave.
Like little Red at grandma's bed,
Saw the big bad wolf way too late.
Hush little baby don't say a word or the state'll come take you away.
Like three little kittens that lost they mittens,
now they can't go out and play.

Saying Rain, rain go away, ain't got time to cry.
Gotta pay the Pied piper, gotta hustle to survive.
The sky's fallin down around me, guess I'll rest when I die.
Tell me your bedtime story, I'll tell you a Ghettotale of mine.

I don't wanna go Mexico no more more more.
There's a big fat policeman at my door door door.
He grabbed me by the collar, he made me scream and holla,
I don't wanna go Mexico no more more more. (repeat)

Saying Rain, rain go away, ain't got time to cry.
Gotta pay the Pied piper, gotta hustle to survive.
The sky's fallin down around me, guess I'll rest when I die.
Tell me your bedtime story, I'll tell you a Ghettotale of mine.

Lyrics Dana De Bois Music Harvey Allbangers
Producer Harvey Allbangers

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