Submissions by Fetchitnow

As the gangsta dies
On a hot and humid Florida mornin'
A poor grievin' young wife is torn
This is ghetto
And his crew cries
'cause if there's one thing that they don't need
it's another corner boy to bleed
This is ghetto

Society, don't you understand
the hood needs a helping hand
or they'll grow to be all angry young men one day
Take a look at them and me,
are we too black to see,
do we simply shut our mouths
and speak in another way

While the hood rolls
and an inspired young boy with a funny jive ...