| Where I was born ev`rything was dull and dingy
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| I lived in a place they called the inner city
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| Getting ahead huh was strictly a nono
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| Cause nobody cares what happens to the folks
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| That live in the ghetto
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| Thousands of lives wasting away
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| People living from day to day
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| It`s a challenge just staying alive
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| `Cause in the ghetto only the strong survive
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| Money I ain`t got none, job can`t find one
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| The streets raised me from a baby, ooh
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| Thousands of lives wasting away
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| People living from day to day
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| It`s a challenge just staying alive
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| `Cause in the ghetto only the strong survive
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| Broken down homes, kids strung out
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| They don`t even know what life`s all about
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| Stealin` cars, robbin` bars
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| Mugging drugs, rat infested
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| And no one`s interested
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| Kids dodging cars for recreation
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| Only adds to a mother`s frustration
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| Breakings, folks comin` home
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| And finding all their possessions gone
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| Oh it`s an ev`ry day thing — well well — in the ghetto
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| Oh it`s an ev`ry day thing in the ghetto |