I’m living in the ghetto the worst place to live in nothing here will be seen
Straight cold blooded killers looking mean taking everyone’s dreams and green
They keep they weapons in they socks, pocket and pants and the knives folded
The bandanas to make you feel their gangster side gangs in their loyalty molded
And after another, this falls to another the concrete, the sidewalk whispers the phrase
Base heads stay in a daze, as we here we get treated like criminals or more like slaves
The upcoming in the ghetto is what we want is a fact, to reach out to the racists in blacks
Hood and ghetto life for all in tact, who know how to react, and keep the money stacked
All these gangsters acting all hard and shit to feel like they gangs need to be respected
This is just the beginning really… we cant see the future but we know what’s expected
The devil in drugs got a lot of people here dead but that’s how it came to be banished
We got to eat our sandwiches before we die of hunger and there’s nothing left and vanish
Sons dieing in the streets that’s how the ghetto is once the sounds of their mother
Falls out when they son died... and now there’s only one of the 5 sisters and brothers
As we look up to the skies and we feel the weather it isn’t snowing but the ghetto is white
Is it an illusion?... man we got to get it together, just to feel good so we can sleep tonight
They stay gripped wit they 44’s and the bullets deep impacted u can feel it’s hollowed
Starving here there’s no money they cant swallow so the drugs is where they followed
So everyday passes in the life of the ghetto tring to get out so as we look above to stars
We see gloves in cars, as soon as the moon falls like a cereal spoon it’ll be red like mars