This song is dedicated to all the people, the beautiful people, all races, creeds, and colors.
Those who have shared the experience of living in the ghetto.
You know, because you really got nowhere to go.
You know, the rats, the roaches, and all those different things.
You know, and I feel the heartbeat of people, and I understand what it is.
Life's no fun, living in the ghetto.
Man, you got nowhere to run, oh, when you're living in the ghetto.
Few will escape, now and then maybe one.
If he can't sing or dance, play guitar or play the drum.
Life's war is on and nobody's playing by the rules.
I know how you feel, my friend, so is the use.
Damn.
Oh, they try to get me down.
Oh, these ghetto blues, yeah.
Oh, they done got me down.
Life's no fun.
Life's no fun.
But I'm not going.
Woah, I know.
I'm gonna be quick.
Raised straight like a stick.
I've gotta be rough.
I've got to be tough.
Yeah.
I've gotta be proud.
I've got to sweat blood.
Life, there's no point in living in the ghetto
When you've got nowhere to run
When you're living in the, living, living, living, living, living, living, living in the ghetto
Oh, in the ghetto
Oh, in the ghetto
Ah, in the ghetto
Got to be rough
Got to be tough
Ah, got to be fast
In the ghetto you won't last
In the ghetto
Ah, in the ghetto
Oh, I'm talking about the ghetto
Talking about the ghetto
Ah
In the ghetto
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