In The Ghetto

Sun, 03/03/2013 - 00:16 -- bennobi

Feeling like I’m walking in a circle
Everywhere I go I see the struggle
On the street human life is like a bubble
Better learn how to stay outta trouble
Little kids growing up without a father
Lying on the corner, some hungers
Have no money cannot go to any college
Have no knowledge and an empty stomach
Sunlight burns yellow into black skin
Gotta eat, so he knows that he must sin
Got a crew and yesterday they stabbed him
Cuz he stabbed the one who used to trust him
That’s the life when you grow up in the ghetto
Where the war ain’t never gonna settled
Poverty will always be your best friend
Try to run but you’ll find another dead end .
Try to look for a shelter cause it’s raining
Just to find that there ain’t no understanding
She’s an orphan and the street raised her
No one there to save her when they raped her
15, and she has to be a mommy
Couldn’t feed the child when she’s still hungry
So sex becomes a way of surviving
Her daughter can now eat, but she’s dying
The mother didn’t know when she got paid
It was the same time that she got Aids
Left her daughter and she’s only 14
The little girl lives the life we have foreseen
That’s the way when you living in the ghetto
Where your life ain’t never gonna better
Poverty will always be your best friend
Try to run but you’ll find another dead end.

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