Happy To Be Here Lyrics - My Ghetto Report Card - E-40

[female singer - repeat in background] 

I'm just happy to be here! 

[E-40 over singer] 

Hard times, the struggle 

The ups and downs, the highs and the lows 

You know just goin through it man, ghetto politics 

Tryin to make a way out of no way 

I was the oldest, so I had to be, the daddy of the family 

Momma had to work three jobs, oooh 

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Feet stickin through my shoes, skid marks in my drawers 

Garage sales and flea markets, we never shopped at malls 

No dental plan, no medikit - we poor like rain 

Colored folks think that castor oil cures everythang 

Pork chops and chicken, we like our food fried 

Hypertension, Prenavil pills and hydro-chlorizide 

Some of my family still living, some of my family died 

Health complications, natural causes and homicide 

Just tryin to survive, nothin to lose but plenty to gain 

Started hustlin, flea flickin and servin that candy cane 

Put all my cars in my lady name, as a true hustler should 

She had a 9 to 5, worked at Planned Parenthood 

While I was in the hood, up to no good 

with a hoodie over my head, tryin to outslick the feds 

Or should I say cops, at this point in time I only had rocks 

Went from a little a jelly jar up to a soup pot 

The fast quarter my negro, don't want the slow nickel 

I done seen yola the same color as peanut brittle 

I done seen hella people relapse 

I done seen my homey grandparents go back to crack 

How sick is dat? Beggin my loved ones to send some pictures 

Pray for me over the phone and read me some scriptures 

Oooh; it's gloomy out here, dark days ahead 

God got my back but the devil he want my head 

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[Chorus: D.D. Artis] 

I'm just happy to be here right now 

Lot of my folks been locked up or laid down 

See I'm sayin I ain't shed no tears, no 

But I'm just happy to be here 

[E-40] 

Listen to this, oooooh 

The devil-me side know that some of y'all done seen it 

Somebody's momma washin her son or her daughter's bloodstain off the cement 

Wrong place at the wrong time, infiltrators drop a dime 

Mistaken identity, bullets start flyin 

in every direction, hit a pregnant teen, she passed 

But her baby live through a C-section 

I know it sound foul and sound hecka rude, it ain't cool 

But it go down like that sometime when you're funkin, and you're puttin down a move 

We heartless and shrewd in this day and age, it ain't the same 

Our parents need to beat us with a belt, like Poody Tang 

I be high like an airplane 

I be smokin and perkin, takin out anger and stress on the wrong person 

Re-uppin and coppin turf an' just servin the soil block 

Grittin tryin to put some gifts in my kid's Christmas stock' 

Ooooh - pour out some liquor and shed a tear 

For the homies that never made it and family that ain't here 

[Chorus] 

[D.D. Artis] 

So happy 

You know I'm happy to be 

Said I'm happy, so happy just to be here 

To beeeeeee, to beeeeeeeeeeee 

To beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (I'm so happy) 

(Oh I'm so happy) 

I'm so happy to be, to beeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeee 

To beeeeeeeee (to be here)