To each and every (London ghetto, ghetto) Every ghetto of mind (Manchester ghetto, ghetto) To each and every (Leeds ghetto, ghetto) Every ghetto of mind (UK ghetto, London ghetto)
To each of every (North ghetto, West London ghetto) With a ghetto of mind (South ghetto) To each and kind It's rasket, a ghetto frame of mind yo
We grew up in the ghetto, summer times short Straight action, you don't for a thought use crime as the way to pay the bills The unlucky ones end up caught We grew up in the ghetto, were the going gets Our money's been around, but it's never been Most given no choice but to hustle Sum break down the going gets tough
Deep in the mind, all kinds of different people Minorities struggle to be equal So characters, for main tacks The good, the bad, the ugly, and the Deep in the where the poverty's visible not a lot sweet, so most look miserable Most cave in to the devil, took the wrong Sum kept their faith, and still for a miracle
Sucker stars emerge from the Upper coming MCs struggle to be Boy then, they for the next Chile bird Fuck, talk, murder and live by there word Shoters keep the money going Kids go astray, most never get I've noticed, there's a in every town And the skies are empty, 'cuz the are on the ground
I'm lost, look up at the sky Sometimes I feel to cry, but somehow I get by Sometimes I'm lost, myself why I feel to cry, but somehow I still get by
We grew up in the ghetto, saw real life Real life struggle, with life strain Real kiddies, with real life guns And real muvas loose, real life sons Gang irrupting on the dark Flore seasons Beef beef, just to be the top geezers Big arm slash, hit the bricks Ghetto high brudas, gotta reps
What's that all about, I ask my self before I More time, I'm beefing ova any fing Beef in any area, of tha vicinity My ghetto frame of mind, makes me prone to To mah bredrins locked up, to mah young baby Each and every crew and color, sistas and brudas If you know you from the slums, keep no doubt Stay if you must, just remember to get out
Sometimes I'm lost, up at the sky Sometimes I to cry, but somehow I still get by Sometimes I'm lost, asking why Sometimes I feel to cry, but I still get by
I'm lost, look up at the sky Sometimes I to cry up at the sky, get by