On these ghetto streets the nicest people you ever want to meet
On these ghetto streets children run and play no shoes on their feet
Cupboards are bare no food in sight to eat
When Katrina broke the rope the slave ship didn’t float
Time to think it had a hole in bottom so it had to sink
On these ghetto streets boarded up houses slum lords by the thousands
Someone’s frying chicken somewhere in their kitchen
One little bird to feed a whole family it takes a strong roux to make good gravy
Those who cook knows that’s a fact do we lack because we black
Or because we black we lack ponder on that while I kill this rat and
Stomp a few roaches I’ll be right back
The Immortal Wize
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