? And as her young man dies On a cold and gray Chicago morn' Another little baby child is born In the ghetto, in the ghetto In the ghetto, in the ghetto
little baby child is born in the ghetto And his mama cries Cause there's one thing that she don't need Is another little hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
Translation: Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. In The Ghetto.
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah Spark the weed up turn the beat up let's get it popping It's on we dropping that homegrown ghetto to ghetto topic Flip shit
He'll get you one You ain't have no self-respect, you feel like an insect Well don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes Through the ghettos and
no car? He'll get you one You ain't got no self-respect, you feel like an insect Well don't you worry buddy, cause here he comes Through the ghettos and
Dio) To the plank! (Rats in Paradise! Rats in Paradise!) Ah'm bailin out! (Hail Hypuss Dermio Vita Rex!) Hole inna ghetto! Hole inna ghetto! (Scabio
Jazz [Incomprehensible] Fire eating drag queens dressed as society whores Crazy two timing bitches running round [Incomprehensible] Ghetto blasting blasters
' of this black Alfred Hitchcock Kick in the door wavin' the four-four Ten shots to your spleen Let them violins sing Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck
[Koncrete] Spark the weed up turn the beat up let's get it popping It's on we dropping that homegrown ghetto to ghetto topic Flip shit rip shit quick
Koncrete] Spark the weed up turn the beat up let's get it popping It's on we dropping that homegrown ghetto to ghetto topic Flip shit rip shit quick bit