Ina Di Ghetto Wretch 32 (Ft. Badness & Ghetts)

[Intro: Badness]
Ina di ghetto
I-I-Ina di ghetto
I-I-Ina di ghetto
I-I-Ina di ghetto
I-I-Ina di ghetto

[Verse 1: Wretch 32]
Where straps are seen more than dads
Cah they clap at these boring actors
Cah everyone's big with hard weight
Now everyone thinks they're Scarface
It gets fizzy when their plans evolve
And they end up in the can for coke
I hope you're serving up (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
Where we wish for better luck
Huh, but we still see black cats
We get cheese cah we're lab rats
Woah, so then we reproduce
And we grind just to feed our youts
Getting by's like squeezing through
That's the cycle of me and you
We're designed to lose (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
Where the youts get high off an eighth
Ride for their name
And have to die for their chain
Just cah he swore on his cross
That if he gets popped, then the war's kickin' off
And we'll take it to them
Now that's what I call the chain of events
If you break out the chain, they're takin' your breath (I-I-Ina di ghetto)
Where there's no congestion charge
But to roll through my hood, there's a section pass
I.e. to travel these ends, there must be family, friends, or you're an outlaw
But my hood's a tight space, it's hard to get out of
Get lost or found gone
Cah the kids with the metal are (I-I-Ina di ghetto)