Ghetto, ghetto
Oh lord!
I've been praying for you
Hallelujah
It is easy as 1, 2, 3
I wanna be what's on TV
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me
Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
Little kids growing up without no education
Mom's on drugs, cause that's her only medication
Nobody's home, but they ain't on a vacation
But they left the kids alone watching the TV station
What's wrong with the picture, please, someone give me the answers
They be wondering why the girls grow up to be dancers
Then we wonder why the boys grow up to be dealers
And they be angry at the whole world ready to kill us
How do we start to resolve the whole problem
How we let our little children just turn into goblins
Why we got them all killing and stealing and robbing
We need to plan a little seed to prevent the mobbing
Why don't we teach them that science to reach for the stars?
wrong
worst
wondering
whole
wanna
wonder
vacation
tricking
watching
stars
while
slayer
where
robbing
resolve
probably
prevent
politicians
start
problem
politician
ready
power
player
picture
education
station
dealers
crack
crimes
girls
emerge
please
dancers
hello
world
scars
dream
doing
ghetto
nicky
momma
answers
fixing
blame
drugs
science
really
jigga
bottle
praying
governor
homie
councilman
alone
angry
covering
blackstrap
children
reach
nothing
being
cause
stealing
prison
emergency
little
mobbing
every
future
drinking
goblins
teach
someone
access
growing
hallelujah
looking
rhyme
homies
model
senator
promise
major
medication
killing
missy
without
nearly
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