Product of the Ghetto

(One, two, three, four)
 (Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
 As the snow flies
 On cold and grey Chicago mornin'
 A poor, little baby child is born
 In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
 And his mama cries
 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need
 Is another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
 (In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
 (In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
 Born In the ghetto, tryin' to make it out
 I tried to go, but I get stuck
 It's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box
 Born in the ghetto
 I never asked to be born in the ghetto
 I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto
 I can't help it, yes, I was born in the ghetto
 I'm a product of ghetto (and his mama cries)
 Ghetto this, thug that, thug this, ghetto that
 This ain't shit I could control
 I'm a product of my habitat
 Police think that I'm a menace, it's probably 'cause I keep a gat
 Surprised I never sprung a wrist, late night
 I'm quite surprised I never got caught, late night, shootin', strapped
 Surprised I never got caught, no mask, give me that
 Born In the ghetto, tryin' to make it out
 I tried to go, but I get stuck
 It's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box
 Born in the ghetto
 I never asked to be born in the ghetto
 I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto
 I can't help it, yes, I was born in the ghetto
 I'm a product of ghetto
 And his hunger burns
 So he starts to roam the streets at night
 And he learns how to steal
 And he learns how to fight
 In the ghetto
 (In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto)
 I'm a product of the ghetto
 Born In the ghetto, tryin' to make it out
 I tried to go, but I get stuck
 It's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box
 Born in the ghetto
 I never asked to be born in the ghetto
 I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto
 Yes, I was born in the ghetto
 In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
 Seen my mama cry, I asked the reason
 Her baby sellin' drugs, she caught me leavin'
 Said my first ten thousand, thought I was dreamin'
 Said they was solid, they got hard, they was leavin'
 You won't believe what I done did
 You won't believe what I done seen
 Police get behind, I run
 They chase me, took one for the team
 Gat like Bob the Builder, handy-mandy hammer in my jeans
 I was born and I ain't choose the streets
 The streets chose me
 I was born in the ghetto
 Raised in the ghetto
 I learned form the ghetto
 AlI know is the ghetto (in the ghetto)
 And his mama cries (in the ghetto)
 As the crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
 Facedown in the street wiht a gun in his hand
 In the ghetto
 Born In the ghetto, tryin' to make it out
 I tried to go, but I get stuck
 It's like I'm trapped inside a tiny box
 Born in the ghetto
 I never asked to be born in the gheto
 I can't help it, I was born in the ghetto
 (In the ghetto)
 I'm a product of the ghetto