(Mary had a little lamb)
 That's a fib  she had two twins though
 And one crib
 Now she's only fourteen  what a start
 But this defect is ground common in these parts
 Now life in this world can be such a bitch
 And dreams are often torn and shattered and hard to stitch
 Negative's the attitude that runs the show
 When the stage is the G H E T T o
 DOVE:
 Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
 Either Peter, Jane, or John or Joe
 But Joe can't shoot a gun, he's always drunk
 And Peter's pimping Jane, and John's a punk
 Infested are the halls, also the brains
 Daddy's broken down from ghetto pains
 Mommy's flying high, the truth is shown
 The kids are all alone
 'Cause it's just the ghetto thang
 IT'S JUST THE GHETTO THANG (WORD)
 POS:
 Who ranks the baddest brother, the ones who rule
 This title is sought by the coolest fool
 Define coolest fool? Easy, the one who needs
 Attention in the largest span and loves to lead
 Always found at the jams, but never dance
 Just provoke violence due to one glance
 The future plays no matter, just the present flow
 When the greeting place is the G-H-E-T-T-O
 DOVE:
 Lies are pointed strong into your skull
 Deep within your brain against the wall
 To hide or just erase the glowing note
 Of how to use the ghetto as a scapegoat
 Truth from Trugoy's mouth is here to scar
 Those who blame the G for all bizarre
 So open up your vents and record well
 For this is where we stand, for the true tell
 Ghetto gained a ghetto name from ghetto ways
 Now there could be some ghetto gangs and ghetto play
 If ghetto thang can have its way in ghetto rage
 Then there must be some ghetto love and ghetto change
 Though confident they keep it kept, we know for fact
 They lie like ghettos form, 'cause people lack
 To see that they must all get out the ghetto hold
 The truth they never told
 'Cause it's just the ghetto thang
 IT'S JUST THE GHETTO THANG (WORD)
 POS:
 Do people really wish when they blow
 Out the cake candles, and if so
 Is it for the sunken truth which could arise
 >From out the characters in which the ghetto hides
 Roses in the ring supply their shown releif
 Granted it's planted by their shown beleif
 Kill and feed off your own brother man
 Has quickly been adopted as the master plan
 Posses of our people has yet to provoke
 Freedom or death to them, it's just a joke
 What causes this defect, I don't know
 Maybe it's the G-H-E-T-T-O
 IT'S JUST THE GHETTO THANG (WORD)
 Standing in the rain is nothing felt
 When problems hold more value, but never dealt with
 Buildings crumbling to the ground
 Impact noise is solid sound
 But who's the one to say this life is wrong
 When ghetto life is chosen strong
 We seem to be misled about our dreams
 But dreams ain't what it seems
 When it's just the ghetto thang
 IT'S JUST THE GHETTO THANG (WORD