G.H.E.T.T.O. - Siedah Garrett

La la la la, la la la la

La la la la, la la la la la

Ghetto is a state of mind

Ghetto is a place you’ll find

Doesn’t matter who you are

Only thing that matters is

Where you end up

Ghetto is a state of mind

Ghetto is place inside

Doesn’t matter where you’re from

Only thing that matters is

Where you end up

A child is born, tenement slum

He may be poor, but never was dumb

He’s clothes are worn, his shoes and feet

Are shined and clean but nothing to eat

He grew a man head held high

He wrote a book and won the Nobel prize

Where you are does not depend on

Where you’re going or where you’ve been, ‘cause

A baby’s born high on the hill

With a silver spoon and a free will

Plant the garden and sow the seeds

There’ll be flowers but there will be weeds

Grew a man head held bent

Broke the law and away he went

Where you are does not depend on

Where you’re going or where you’ve been, ‘cause

La la la la, la la la la

La la la la, la la la la la

Broken glass, children smokin' fast

A ghetto education don’t mean there’s no class

We know fast what life is

Gang ways could be the paths to righteousness

A blackbird flew from where we come from

She was always told she wasn’t gon' be nothin'

Now we hug her like the shero that she is

Now she bring dreams back to impact the kids

In the ghetto there’s poverty

But ain’t no stoppin' me

We gon' keep building ‘cause we are God’s property

Greatness even though there’s oppression

The beauty of the ghetto’s the essence

La la la la, la la la la

La la la la, la la la la la

Webster’s defines the word «ghetto» as the poorest part of any city in which a

particular group lives, with limited opportunity.

A crowded urban district,

confined by poverty or prejudice.

To me G.H.E.T.T.O.

stands for «Greatness

Happens Even Though There’s Oppression.»

Greatness even though there’s oppression

The beauty of the ghetto’s the essence

Greatness even though there’s oppression

The beauty of the ghetto’s the essence

Greatness even though there’s oppression

The beauty of the ghetto’s the essence