Ghetto's & Garrisons

Ghetto people, where ghetto people

North, south, east and west, its ghetto

Ghetto’s and garrisons, we have to live with it

From the cold hearted streets, you got to deal with it

Born and raised in the east side of that London

Hackney to be preside, try and get a job most likely made redundant

Remember 011 when the riots happened

I think that’s only time everyone came together as friends

A brother named Mark Duggan had a gun which was a lie

Shot 2 times in cold blood, left to die

I don’t understand why he was killed in the streets

When a police officer could kill any brother who is black as me

To most people the ghetto is their reality

I’m from the hood were hustling makes up your salary

People say I wonder if heaven has a ghetto

But we have hell on earth, I just try to stay mellow

Ghetto’s, garrisons, hoods and projects

Everyone dreaming of having a million pound or dollar checks

I know sometimes life isn’t fair

But to be honest, it’s like that everywhere

There is always a light a light at the end of the tunnel when you get there

As Tupac Shakur said, even though you’re fed up

You gotta keep your head up

So don’t give up my people

Let’s go beyond greatness, 1,2,3,4 like a sequel