Product Of The Ghetto
Nardo Wick, Elvis Presley
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One, two, three, four Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto As the snow flies On a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child is born In the ghetto (In the ghetto) And his mama cries 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) Born in the ghetto, tryna make it out (Make it out) I try to go but I get stuck, it's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box Born in the ghetto I never asked to be born in the ghetto I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto I can't help it, yes, I was born in the ghetto I'm a product of the ghetto Ghetto this, thug that, thug this, ghetto that This ain't shit I could control, I'm a product of my habitat Police think that I'm a menace, it's probably 'cause I keep a gat Surprised I never sprung a wrist, late night shootin' craps Surprised I never got caught, late night, shootin' straps Surprised I never got caught, no mask, give me that Born in the ghetto, tryna make it out (Make it out) I try to go but I get stuck, it's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box Born in the ghetto I never asked to be born in the ghetto (I never asked for this) I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto I can't help it, yes, I was born in the ghetto I'm a product of the ghetto And his hunger burns So he starts to roam the streets at night And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight In the ghetto (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) In the ghetto (I'm a product of the ghetto) Born in the ghetto, tryna make it out (Make it out) I try to go but I get stuck, it's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box Born in the ghetto (Ghetto) I never asked to be born in the ghetto (Ghetto) I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto I yes, I was born in the ghetto Ghetto (in the ghetto) Seen my mama cry, I was the reason Her baby sellin' drugs, she couldn't believe it Said my first ten thousand, thought I was dreamin' Said they was solid, it got hard, they was leavin' You won't believe what I done did, you won't believe what I done seen Police get behind, I run, they chase me, took one for the team Gat like Bob the Builder, handy-mandy, hammer in my jeans I was born and I ain't choose the streets, the streets chose me I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto I learned from the ghetto, all I know is the ghetto (ghetto, in the ghetto) And his mama cries (in the ghetto) As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man Face down on the street with a gun in his hand In the ghetto Born in the ghetto, tryna make it out I try to go but I get stuck, it's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box Born in the ghetto I never asked to be born in the ghetto (I never asked for this) I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto (In the ghetto) I'm a product of the ghetto
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