Ghetto
F.B.I Lyrics


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Ghetto, ghetto,
Oh, I've been, I've been praying for you
Hallelujah.

(Lord save this church) It is easy as 1, 2, 3,
I wanna be what's on TV,
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me,
'Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.

Little kids growing up without no education,
Mom's on drugs, 'cause that's her only medication.
Nobody's home, but they ain't on a vacation,
But they left the kids alone watching the TV station.
What's wrong with the picture, please, someone give me the answers
They be wondering why the girls grow up to be dancers
Then we wonder why the boys grow up to be dealers
And they be angry at the whole world ready to kill us.
Aye, after we start to resolve the whole problems
How we let our little children just turn into goblins
Why we got them all killing and stealing and robbing
We need to plan a little seed to prevent the mobbing
Why don't we teach them that science to reach for the stars?
'Cause they can be defiant with a future worse than ours
Don't want them looking in the past and covering scars
They need a path out the ghetto, ghetto, hello.

It is easy as 1, 2, 3,
I wanna be what's on TV,
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me,
'Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.

Little boy had a dream of being a ball player
'His little homie wanna grow to be a rhyme slayer,
Little missy wanna grow to be a model
While the momma at home just drinking on the bottle.
Aye, how come little one to grow and be a councilman?
Senator or governor, a mayor politician
Probably 'cause the politicians keep tricking 'em
Promise that they fixing it but they ain't really fixing it.
Aye, that's why they want to be like me
Like Jigga like B and Nicky and Ri
Every day in the ghettos is an emergency
But the powers that be don't emerge and seek
That's why you see killing, that's why you see crimes,
That's why you see the homies in the prison doing time
That's why you see crack, that's why you see blacks trap
With no access out the ghetto, ghetto.

It is easy as 1, 2, 3,
I wanna be what's on TV,
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me,
'Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.

It is easy as 1, 2, 3,
I wanna be what's on TV,
And if that's wrong, please don't blame me,
'Cause where I live we have nothing
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.

Ghetto, ghetto,




Oh Lord, I've been, I've been praying for you
Hallelujah, Lord save these children

Overall Meaning

The song "Ghetto" by F.B.I is a powerful reflection on the realities of life in impoverished communities. The chorus repeats the simple phrase "In the ghetto, ghetto," emphasizing the entrenched and inescapable nature of poverty. The lyrics also mention the pervasive issues of drug addiction, parental neglect, and lack of education that often plague such communities in the lines "Little kids growing up without no education/Mom's on drugs, 'cause that's her only medication/Nobody's home, but they ain't on a vacation/But they left the kids alone watching the TV station." This paints a picture of a harsh reality where children are often left to fend for themselves, turning to television for entertainment and education instead of receiving proper care and attention from their parents.


Line by Line Meaning

Ghetto, ghetto, Oh, I've been, I've been praying for you Hallelujah.
This depicts the life in ghetto which the artist has been praying for, highlighting the need for change.


It is easy as 1, 2, 3, I wanna be what's on TV, And if that's wrong, please don't blame me, 'Cause where I live we have nothing In the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto.
Life in the ghetto seems so unfulfilling that kids aspire to be famous by just being on TV, and can't be blamed because of the hopelessness.


Little kids growing up without no education, Mom's on drugs, 'cause that's her only medication. Nobody's home, but they ain't on a vacation, But they left the kids alone watching the TV station. What's wrong with the picture, please, someone give me the answers They be wondering why the girls grow up to be dancers Then we wonder why the boys grow up to be dealers And they be angry at the whole world ready to kill us.
The children in the ghetto are deprived of education, leaving them to be exposed to negative activities like drugs, stripping, and violence.


Aye, after we start to resolve the whole problems How we let our little children just turn into goblins Why we got them all killing and stealing and robbing We need to plan a little seed to prevent the mobbing Why don't we teach them that science to reach for the stars? 'Cause they can be defiant with a future worse than ours Don't want them looking in the past and covering scars They need a path out the ghetto, ghetto, hello.
We must take action to address the systemic problems in the ghetto that leads to children turning into criminals, and instead, teach them the knowledge and skills to prosper and live a better life.


Little boy had a dream of being a ball player 'His little homie wanna grow to be a rhyme slayer, Little missy wanna grow to be a model While the momma at home just drinking on the bottle.
Despite their environment, children in the ghetto still have aspirations and dreams of success, but often face obstacles in achieving their goals.


Aye, how come little one to grow and be a councilman? Senator or governor, a mayor politician Probably 'cause the politicians keep tricking 'em Promise that they fixing it but they ain't really fixing it.
The lack of hope in the system and failed promises from politicians hinder the children's desire to become successful people in positions of power.


That's why they want to be like me Like Jigga like B and Nicky and Ri Every day in the ghettos is an emergency But the powers that be don't emerge and seek That's why you see killing, that's why you see crimes, That's why you see the homies in the prison doing time That's why you see crack, that's why you see blacks trap With no access out the ghetto, ghetto.
The lack of opportunities and success in the ghetto lead to the glorification of celebrities, while crime and imprisonment are all too common, and there is little to no access to the resources necessary for success.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Brandon Green, Calvin Johnson, William Adams

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Wisconsin Strength

The writing of the lyrics is creative af, the storyline while incorporating "ghetto" into almost every line is amazing...and the beat is just ill

Ronnie Parker

Got the homie thinking how I can get guess God got help us when we pass away 💙💖💙💖🤲🏼🤲🏼🤲🏼👑👑

David Mondragon

I remember when my brother showed me this music back in the days now he’s in peace

Demario Williams

Damn! 😢

PigglyWiggly PG

My pops pmo, real triple OG. RIP Pops

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Gambinotubee

90s, i was young, hip hop was real ... world was better than now.

OffDaChayn

I love how this song goes. Too bad they aint blow up like they're suppose to. But yeah, this tell a story of anger and pain in a rather calm manner on a calm instrumental

anwjuice

OffDaChayn why do people make this comment all the time? Just because it wasntnon the radio thatvplaysbpop music because heard them ob radio n back in day n to me they blew up n was legendary

Dr Orr

@anwjuice tf

Brandon Horlback

Man this made me cry this morning boy things changed I wouldn’t trade my teenage years for nothing in the world music 🎼 has changed

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