Ghetto USA
Stat Quo Lyrics


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[Antonio McLendon harmonizing]

[Intro: Stat Quo]
YEA'! Uh, uh, uh!
Uh, uh, uh uh uh uh!
Sing the song now, uh!
YEA'!
Hah'!
All my niggaz in the muhfuckin' struggle...
Uh, uh!
Let me talk to you!

[Stat Quo (Antonio McLendon):]
We from the ghetto. - Born in the bullshit.
Preacher in the pulpit, granny need a lil' fix. (whooohhhooohhhooo! )
Blood pressure high, work a job, no benefit! (oooh, yeeah! )
Whip repo'd, now it's back to the dealership. (yeeah, yeeah! )
Tryna play the game, gettin played like instruments (yeeeah, yeeeah! )
On the fence in my defense, make a mile out an inch. (oggg, yeeah! )
Momma said the devil in my soul, I should repent;
My dawg lost his daughter, say he ain't seen God since! (ohhhohhh! )
Said: "Look, bro'! - Listen, bro'! - Ya ain't makin' sense! "
He replied: "You're right." - Pockets full of lint. (ohhh! )
Willie Lynch hung shit, hint hint. (ohhh! )
The root of all evil, now I know what they meant!
To my dawgs in Flint hustlin' to pay they rent (yeeeahhh! )
Thomasville Heights all night in a trench (yeeeaaahhh! )
Fuckin' with the junkies or 9-2-5 on a bench,
Clockin in', clockin' out, like: "Where time went? " - Damn... YEA'!

[Chorus: Antonio McLendon {Stat Quo}]
I come up haaard. - Hard, baby.
But what don't kill you makes you stroonger!
But I come too faar! (faaar! ) Far, baby.
To watch tears drop from yo' hunger. (huunger! )
As long as we keep on grindin'. (ohhh! ) - Keep on tryin'! (ohhh! )
Wishing's not enough! (wishing's not enouuugh! )
To change our situation {uh! } - time is wastin'! {Ghetto U.S.A.! }
We got to come up! (we got to come uuup! )

[Stat Quo:]
I keep tryna get ahead - but the fact still remain (oooh, oooh! )
Every dime I make it take half of my change! (wooo! )
Ain't nuttin change, same fight, same ring, (yeeeah! )
But it ain't pay-per-view, it's a survival thing. (oooh, baby! )
Some slang green pills, crank and 'caine
Some bitches strip and gold-dig' and whore to maintain!
(Ooohhh-ooohhh, yeeeah! )
My aunt just lost her job, here this shit go again!
Couldn't pay her bills, she put a bullet in her brain! (oooh, ooohhh! )
Her chil'en in the same house livin' with the stains
On the wall - can't afford to move, what a shame! (ooohhh, ooohh,
Ooohhh! )
Shit done drove my uncle insane,
He talkin' to himself thinkin he the one to blame! (hhmmm! )
Got seduced by the boy, shootin trouble in his veins. (uh-ooohh! )
Wanted the pleasure, became a slave to the pain! (ooohhh! )
Livin' in the streets, died drowned by the rain
His life down in two's, his blood flowin through the drains. - Damn...
YEA'!

[Chorus: Antonio McLendon {Stat Quo}]
I come up haaard. - Hard, baby.
But what don't kill you makes you stroonger!
But I come too faar! (faaar! ) Far, baby.
To watch tears drop from yo' hunger. (huunger! ) {yeeeah! }
As long as we keep on grindin'. (ohhh! ) - Keep on tryin'! (ohhh! ) {let's
Go! }
Wishing's not enough! (wishing's not enouuugh! )
To change our situation {uh! } - time is wastin'!
We got to come up! (we got to come uuup! )

[Outro: Stat Quo]
Now or never!
Now... and forever!
Yeah!
Every nigga in the struggle!




OHH!
YEA'!

Overall Meaning

"Ghetto USA" is a song by Stat Quo that underscores the trials and triumphs of people living in ghettos. The song is an appeal to anyone facing tough times to keep pushing and never give up. The first verse paints the image of the ghetto and the struggles people go through to make ends meet. The verse begins with a description of the hard life many people in the ghetto live, born in an unfavorable situation. People who are forced to make tough decisions between survival and sin, such as drug use, and some people get trapped in a vicious cycle. It shows the daily life of people living in the ghetto and how the consequences of the situation can lead to despair and suicide.


In the chorus, Antonio McLendon takes over the vocals to encourage listeners to keep on trying and striving for better. He notes that hard work is necessary to change the situation, and wishing will not be adequate in bringing about a transformation. The second verse demonstrates that the struggle is continuous with most people's finances because those living in the ghetto appear to be in a never-ending cycle of making money that ends up going towards bills and leaves them broke. Some people resort to crime to survive or take drugs to escape from their circumstances. It depicts that surviving is a fight to live from one day to the next, hoping that a breakthrough will come.


Line by Line Meaning

We from the ghetto. - Born in the bullshit.
We were born and raised in poverty.


Preacher in the pulpit, granny need a lil' fix. (whooohhhooohhhooo! )
The priest preaches but doesn't help, and grandma is struggling with addiction.


Blood pressure high, work a job, no benefit! (oooh, yeeah! )
Working a job with no benefits is causing health problems.


Whip repo'd, now it's back to the dealership. (yeeah, yeeah! )
Car repossessed and now back at the dealership trying again.


Tryna play the game, gettin played like instruments (yeeeah, yeeeah! )
Trying to succeed but constantly being taken advantage of.


On the fence in my defense, make a mile out an inch. (oggg, yeeah! )
Being cautious helped make small progress.


Momma said the devil in my soul, I should repent; My dawg lost his daughter, say he ain't seen God since! (ohhhohhh! )
Mother says he's losing faith and friends are cursed with tragedy.


Said: "Look, bro'! - Listen, bro'! - Ya ain't makin' sense! " He replied: "You're right." - Pockets full of lint. (ohhh! )
Telling him he's speaking nonsense, then realizing he has nothing in his pockets.


Willie Lynch hung shit, hint hint. (ohhh! )
Reference to Willie Lynch and the inherent racism despite action being taken against it.


The root of all evil, now I know what they meant! To my dawgs in Flint hustlin' to pay they rent (yeeeahhh! )
Money is the root of evil, seeing the struggles in Flint.


Thomasville Heights all night in a trench (yeeeaaahhh! )
Staying out all night in a dangerous area.


Fuckin' with the junkies or 9-2-5 on a bench, Clockin in', clockin' out, like: "Where time went? " - Damn... YEA'!
Engaging in substance abuse or stagnant work and questioning their progress in life.


I come up haaard. - Hard, baby. But what don't kill you makes you stroonger! But I come too faar! (faaar! ) Far, baby. To watch tears drop from yo' hunger. (huunger! )
Overcoming difficult situations has made them stronger but witnessing others struggle in poverty is heart-wrenching.


As long as we keep on grindin'. (ohhh! ) - Keep on tryin'! (ohhh! ) Wishing's not enough! (wishing's not enouuugh! ) To change our situation {uh! } - time is wastin'! {Ghetto U.S.A.! } We got to come up! (we got to come uuup! )
It takes hard work to change their current situation, and wishing alone won't change anything.


I keep tryna get ahead - but the fact still remain (oooh, oooh! ) Every dime I make it take half of my change! (wooo! ) Ain't nuttin change, same fight, same ring, (yeeeah! ) But it ain't pay-per-view, it's a survival thing. (oooh, baby! )
Trying to progress but finances are constantly being drained, the struggles remain persistent in their daily lives.


Some slang green pills, crank and 'caine Some bitches strip and gold-dig' and whore to maintain! (Ooohhh-ooohhh, yeeeah! )
People resort to drugs and sex work to get by and make ends meet.


My aunt just lost her job, here this shit go again! Couldn't pay her bills, she put a bullet in her brain! (oooh, ooohhh! ) Her chil'en in the same house livin' with the stains On the wall - can't afford to move, what a shame! (ooohhh, ooohh, Ooohhh! )
Seeing a family member lose their job and resort to suicide, and their children forced to live in poor conditions.


Shit done drove my uncle insane, He talkin' to himself thinkin he the one to blame! (hhmmm! ) Got seduced by the boy, shootin trouble in his veins. (uh-ooohh! ) Wanted the pleasure, became a slave to the pain! (ooohhh! )
Witnessing a family member deteriorate mentally and succumb to drug addiction.


Livin' in the streets, died drowned by the rain His life down in two's, his blood flowin through the drains. - Damn...
Seeing someone who was homeless die on the streets, their life taken for granted.


Now or never! Now... and forever! Yeah! Every nigga in the struggle! OHH! YEA'!
Urging everyone to come together and focus on improving their situation.




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Comments from YouTube:

MASTAJDABOSS

stat quo is nobody new. I'm happy to see him finally getting his payout. Keep on, and same to other artists out there. The talent is out there ... just waiting to be found.

mario g

Statlanta underrated

slopmastergroovychil

how real is this.... thumbs up from my ghetto folks....

breaktáncos

Ghetto kings nigga đź‘‘đź‘‘đź‘‘

dontae williams

like this song hot shitt!!!

RelDragon

DUDE slow thats Stat QUo he was signed to shady/Aftermath

Lailah Afri

Antonio Mclendon .talented!

Prieto Rodriguez

Dj esco!!

Donte Brown

The dude singing sounds like Marvin Gaye

Ferenc Horváth

dj ESCO potentiality? 0:49

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