[Verse 1: Bishop Lamont]
I throw my 2 cents in
Well make it 5 percent then
If black man is God then the ghetto must be heaven
Under fire, holy war, guess the races are the devil
Or the non-believing atheist that restrict us to this level
Level yard where there's guards or street level
Where's there's no cross guards
So the children get crossed
Get lost get struck by vehicles
With no car facts
These type of rides can't buy at a car max
Self hatred from hatred
The process is ancient, ignorance, violence
Innocence they take it
She once was a higher priestess in a temple so sacred
And now anyone can enter, desecrate it
We went from pyramids to cribs
From Amen-Rah to niggas that be rah rah
Grown men continuing the curse
A curious case of Benjamin Button
Living life in reverse

[Hook]
Lil' ghetto boy
Playing in the ghetto streets
What'cha gonna do when you grow up
And have to face responsibility?
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