Ghetto, ghetto,
Oh, I've been, I've been praying for you
Hallelujah.

(Lord save this church) It is easy as 1, 2, 3,
I wanna be what's on TV,
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me,
'Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.

Little kids growing up without no education,
Mom's on drugs, 'cause that's her only medication.
Nobody's home, but they ain't on a vacation,
But they left the kids alone watching the TV station.
What's wrong with the picture, please, someone give me the answers
They be wondering why the girls grow up to be dancers
Then we wonder why the boys grow up to be dealers
And they be angry at the whole world ready to kill us.
Aye, after we start to resolve the whole problems
How we let our little children just turn into goblins
Why we got them all killing and stealing and robbing
We need to plan a little seed to prevent the mobbing
Why don't we teach them that science to reach for the stars?
'Cause they can be defiant with a future worse than ours
Don't want them looking in the past and covering scars
They need a path out the ghetto, ghetto, hello.

It is easy as 1, 2, 3,
I wanna be what's on TV,
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me,
'Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.

Little boy had a dream of being a ball player
'His little homie wanna grow to be a rhyme slayer,
Little missy wanna grow to be a model
While the momma at home just drinking on the bottle.
Aye, how come little one to grow and be a councilman?
Senator or governor, a mayor politician
Probably 'cause the politicians keep tricking 'em
Promise that they fixing it but they ain't really fixing it.
Aye, that's why they want to be like me
Like Jigga like B and Nicky and Ri
Every day in the ghettos is an emergency
But the powers that be don't emerge and seek
That's why you see killing, that's why you see crimes,
That's why you see the homies in the prison doing time
That's why you see crack, that's why you see blacks trap
With no access out the ghetto, ghetto.

It is easy as 1, 2, 3,
I wanna be what's on TV,
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me,
'Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.

It is easy as 1, 2, 3,
I wanna be what's on TV,
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me,
'Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.

Ghetto, ghetto,
Oh Lord, I've been, I've been praying for you
Hallelujah, Lord save these children

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Writer(s): Brandon Green, Calvin Johnson, William Adams