• The ghetto’s no place for the weak
    Neither for those whose dreams they seek

    The ghetto gives birth to the ruthless and the strong
    It teaches us to stay aware and forces us to live long

    Today this, the ghetto gave birth to this ghetto child
    It screams, it kicks and it was born to be wild

    It sees, breathes, and lives the ghetto
    It kills with a screech almost falsetto

    Legend has it, it died and was reborn
    And now we wear the skin it had worn