Music Service


Lyrics by: Norman Whitfield
# Debut Chart
7 Feb '73 Hot 100


Where I was born everything was dull and dingy (Money, I ain't got none) I lived in a place they called the inner city (Job, can't find one) Getting ahead huh was strictly a no-no (The streets raised me from a baby, ooh) 'Cause nobody cares what happens to The folks that live in the ghetto

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Thousands of lives wasting away People living from day to day It's a challenge just staying alive 'Cause in the ghetto only the strong survive Broken down homes Kids strung out They don't even know What life's all about Stealin' cars, robbin' bars Muggings, drugs, rat infested And no one's interested Kids dodging cars for recreation Only adds to a mother's frustration Break-ins, folks comin' home And finding all their possessions gone Oh, it's an every day thing Well well, in the ghetto Oh, it's an every day thing in the ghetto


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