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Seeing no way out Seeing things people hear about Seeing no father figure most living in a single parent dwelling Seeing empty refrigerators, violence and drug selling Seeing crowded classrooms, lacking the resources of their peers Some cry out in rap music to address their problems, but only to deaf ears There are people in the ghetto who live righteous lives, go to work and church and don't commit crimes Their ends are not meeting or in some way fell on hard times I don't commend neither condemn who do what they have to do to eat or survive I never had to put on a size three shoe when I wore size five All of America is not baseball, hot dogs and apple pies I never lived in the ghetto but I see clearly through Ghetto Eyes |
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