“My ghetto heroes: I watch em live fast…I watch em die slow”
I listen to this song every single Memorial Day and think of all the people I knew that either got killed or locked up, especially due to the drug game. This P’s best song
“Most n****s might think I’m crazy when I tell em this
But you know what, most n****s look up to like Presidents,
N****s thats in sports, all this type of ish as heroes.
They might look at Muhammed Ali, Sugar Ray Leanord, Mike Tyson, but me…
Air Jordan ain’t no hero G, my heroes is n****s in the ghetto that slang D.”
Like it or not, the neighborhood superstars are who we always looked up to as youth. They were the coolest cats around and seemed to be living the life. While they lead destructive lifestyles, you can’t deny it’s appealing to a yungin who only sees the balling. And like P says in this song, “most of em died over drug money.” And P names over 40 “ghetto heroes” he knew that were either dead or locked up.
“Prisons and graveyards are full of boys who wore the crown” – Vison
“The point is they wore it” – Marlo Stanfield
My favorite part of this is at the end when P gives a warning to all the yungins who are wanting to jump in the game to be the next ghetto hero.
“And yall other n****s thats still livin
That wanna be a hero but can’t be givin
Yo life up for these streets
But this goin out to my homies out there slangin D
That still hustlin in the game tryin to make it
But yall n****s better realize you cant fake it
You either in or out aint no halfway in
Cuz when you die in the end you go to the pen”
While we like to romanticize ghetto heroes, P also gives the chilling fact about ghetto heroes:
“Don’t end up being a ghetto hero, a statistic. Cause one you gone…you gone. And heroes…sometimes they end up being zeroes”