His first appearance was on Jeru the Damaja's classic 1994 album The Sun Rises in the East, on the song "Mental Stamina". He made another appearance on Jeru's sophomore album Wrath of the Math, on the track "Physical Stamina", in 1996. Afu's debut single "Whirlwind Thru Cities" was released in 1998, the song reached the Top 20 on Billboard's Hot Rap Singles chart. In 1999, he released another single, "Defeat b/w Mortal Kombat".
His anticipated debut album, Body of the Life Force, was released in October 2000. The album featured production from some of Hip Hop's finest, including DJ Premier, DJ Muggs, True Master and Da Beatminerz. Guests included Wu-Tang Clan's GZA/Genius and Masta Killa, M.O.P., Ky-Mani Marley and the Cocoa Brovaz. "Whirlwind Thru Cities", "Defeat" and "Mortal Kombat" were included here, as well as other popular songs "Equality", "Big Acts, Little Acts" and "D&D Soundclash". Afu released his sophomore effort Life Force Radio in May 2002, featuring production from DJ Premier, Curt Cazal, True Master, Easy Mo Bee, Needlez, Domingo and Ayatollah. Guests included Hip Hop legends Guru, Big Daddy Kane, RZA as well as R&B star Teena Marie.
In 2004, he released a compilation album titled Afu-Ra presents Perverted Monks. He returned with another album in 2005, State of the Arts. DJ Premier returned once again to produce the track "Sucka Free". Wu-Tang's Masta Killa appeared on the song "Livin' Like Dat", and underground favorite Royce da 5'9" apppeared on "Pusha". Afu was working on another album, which was prepped for a 2007 release, but it has not appeared to date.
Ghetto Hell
Afu-Ra Lyrics
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Vision of going to heaven, nothing can stop this
Although I'm optimistic, balance it with being realistic
Is paradise is part of the plan or scribbled in some book and shit
It all goes down as rain drops on my neighborhood
Love my hood and motherfucker this ain't good
Crack heads selling dope to dope heads
That's all getting rich off of the bloodshed
And as I experience, none the lesser
And it's high and it's high as I got off of the reefers
The balance levels of horror, yo, ain't never disappear
I know, you know
It's like we livin' in hell in the ghetto
I know, you know
Babies is dying in the ghetto
I know, you know
Mothers are crying in the ghetto
I know, you know
It's like we livin' in hell in the ghetto
I know, you know
Like that, like that, like that
I put the pedal to the metal, heavy metal in the ghetto
I ain't got to raise it, cause hell is the grimy ghetto
I guess that's the catalyst for so many fantasies
We can fantasize and happen to be surrounded by misery
The daughters and sisters, the little bitties
Princess inside ya beautiful
But mommy can't afford the sparkles and dresses
As a matter of fact, kids around here
Need to be walking with a vest on
'Cause the quietest streets around here, can be a war zone
And I'm in such disgust, 'cause the police
Instead of protectin' and serving, they serving us
They brutalizin' and battering, as a matter of fact
They play ghetto, officers, I see them laughing
Trynna pick up girls in uniform
Hanging out them college dorms, we need some inform
Why is he a ghetto? 'Cause society divided by nothing but money, hello
I know, you know
It's like we livin' in hell in the ghetto
I know, you know
Babies is dying in the ghetto
I know, you know
Mothers are crying in the ghetto
I know, you know
It's like we livin' in hell in the ghetto
I know, you know
Like that, like that, like that
From city to city, all over the globe
So many poverty stricken lives, the facts'll make ya heads explode
Cities and families, all over, global overload
From Brownsville to Russia, through Somalia, through Croatia
Lyrics are live, fight to survive, it's a horror ride
Demons coming for your hide but there's no where to run
Straight up, and there's no where to hide
Guess what, 'cause negative situation is winning by a landslide
And if you living this life, there's the worst schools
And the worst doctors, guess what? Society got ya
I know, you know
It's like we livin' in hell in the ghetto
I know, you know
Babies is dying in the ghetto
I know, you know
Mothers are crying in the ghetto
I know, you know
It's like we livin' in hell in the ghetto
I know, you know
The lyrics of Afu-Ra's Ghetto Hell paint a bleak picture of life in the ghetto, as seen through the eyes of the rapper. He describes the harsh realities of his environment, with crack heads selling dope to dope heads, while greedy landlords profit from the violence that surrounds them. Afu-Ra acknowledges that he is optimistic about his future, but he also knows that he must balance this optimism with a dose of realism. He asks whether paradise is part of the plan or just a fantasy scribbled in some book, as he tries to make sense of the hopelessness that surrounds him.
As the song progresses, Afu-Ra describes the police as failing to protect and serve the people, instead playing at being "ghetto officers" and picking up girls in uniform. The rapper does not shy away from the brutal truths of his experiences, painting a picture of poverty-stricken lives in cities and families all over the globe. From Brownsville to Russia, he sees poverty and violence as the common thread that binds communities together, leaving mothers crying, babies dying, and people living in a state of hell.
Despite the bleakness of the subject matter, Afu-Ra's lyrics are full of truth and insight, offering a window into the harsh realities of ghetto life. He is not afraid to tackle difficult subjects head-on, and his words are a reminder that there is still much work to be done to address poverty, inequality, and violence in our cities.
Line by Line Meaning
Cradled in the womb of the metropolis, dodging hell swarm
Growing up in the city, avoiding dangerous situations
Vision of going to heaven, nothing can stop this
Determined to succeed and make a better life for oneself
Although I'm optimistic, balance it with being realistic
Maintaining hope while being practical about the challenges ahead
Is paradise is part of the plan or scribbled in some book and shit
Wondering if a better life is achievable or just a fantasy
It all goes down as rain drops on my neighborhood
The negative impact of poverty and crime is evident in the community
Love my hood and motherfucker this ain't good
Caring for one's community while acknowledging its flaws
Crack heads selling dope to dope heads
The vicious cycle of drug use and dealing in the area
On blocks that's rented by house niggaz
Property owners profiting from the struggles of others
That's all getting rich off of the bloodshed
Exploiting the suffering and violence in the community for financial gain
And as I experience, none the lesser
Directly witnessing the negative effects of poverty and crime
And it's high and it's high as I got off of the reefers
Using drugs to cope with the harsh reality of life
The balance levels of horror, yo, ain't never disappear
The pervasive nature of hardship and struggle, which never seems to go away
I put the pedal to the metal, heavy metal in the ghetto
Trying to make a change and succeed despite the challenges of the community
I ain't got to raise it, cause hell is the grimy ghetto
The difficult circumstances of living in a poor, dangerous neighborhood
I guess that's the catalyst for so many fantasies
The desire to escape the struggles of the ghetto through dreams and fantasies
We can fantasize and happen to be surrounded by misery
Focusing on hopes and dreams while still being oppressed by poverty and crime
The daughters and sisters, the little bitties
The young girls in the community
Princess inside ya beautiful
These girls have potential and deserve to be treated with respect
But mommy can't afford the sparkles and dresses
Lack of financial resources prevent these girls from enjoying a normal childhood
As a matter of fact, kids around here
The children in the community
Need to be walking with a vest on
The violence in the area puts these kids in danger
Cause the quietest streets around here, can be a war zone
Even peaceful areas can become deadly in the midst of poverty and crime
And I'm in such disgust, 'cause the police
Disgusted by the actions of law enforcement in the community
Instead of protectin' and serving, they serving us
Police are more interested in their own interests than helping the community
They brutalizin' and battering, as a matter of fact
Police use excessive force against residents
They play ghetto, officers, I see them laughing
Police mock and disrespect the people they are supposed to protect
Trynna pick up girls in uniform
Police use their uniform and power to manipulate and prey on vulnerable people
Hanging out them college dorms, we need some inform
Police officers lack the education and empathy required for their job
Why is he a ghetto? 'Cause society divided by nothing but money, hello
The root cause of poverty and crime is the unequal distribution of wealth in society
From city to city, all over the globe
The issue of poverty and crime is present in many places around the world
So many poverty stricken lives, the facts'll make ya heads explode
The overwhelming number of people living in poverty is shocking
Cities and families, all over, global overload
The burden of poverty and crime affects entire communities and families
From Brownsville to Russia, through Somalia, through Croatia
Poverty and crime are universal issues that affect people from many different backgrounds
Lyrics are live, fight to survive, it's a horror ride
The pain and struggle of living in poverty is captured in the emotional lyrics
Demons coming for your hide but there's no where to run
Residents are trapped in poverty and unable to escape from their circumstances
Straight up, and there's no where to hide
There is no safe haven or escape from the harsh realities of poverty
Guess what, 'cause negative situation is winning by a landslide
The overwhelming impact of poverty and crime on the community is impossible to ignore
And if you living this life, there's the worst schools
The education system in poor neighborhoods is inadequate and underfunded
And the worst doctors, guess what? Society got ya
Lack of access to quality healthcare contributes to the cycle of poverty and illness
Mothers are crying in the ghetto
The emotional toll of poverty and struggle on families is devastating
Babies is dying in the ghetto
The high rates of infant mortality in poor neighborhoods is a tragic reality
It's like we livin' in hell in the ghetto
The harsh circumstances of poverty and crime make life feel like a constant struggle
Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
Written by: Aaron Phillip, Gavan Daly
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