The Ghetto

By AWATE

On Happiness

Released on December 15, 2017

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I come from the (ghetto)

I come the (ghetto)

Where they're tryna keep you (in the ghetto)

I come from the (ghetto)

No politicians (in the ghetto)

High rent and low opportunities

Where the police are a plague on our communities

Leave us alone. Leave us alone

Why can't you give my people a bone by feeding and clothing them?

Nina Simone leaks out of the block

While I'm reading alone and the heating is gone so I've doubled my socks

And the TV is bruck

We traded in a bit of freedom for luck

And we didn't win a thing

And some people still wonder why the sinners sing

The old timers sit and rue their lives drinking gin

And I'm asked in every interview about some bling

But I haven't got a piece

I'm more concerned with the bailiffs who aren't granting me peace

Walk into my local shop and labelled a thief

And try to talk my clenched fist out of removing his teeth

The main word is perseverance

Consumption of expensive brands to keep up appearance

Cos across the road's a mansion owned by a man with a peerage

Who loves the royal family even more than Ed Sheeran

It's all bread and circuses

Don't call feds to report our disturbances

Ghetto