Victim
Joan Davis Lyrics


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[Chorus:]
Just another victim of the...victim of the ghetto
Just another victim, that's how it goes, ooh

Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day
Adolescence workin' for small pay
World so little, he could never leave his block
His home full of riddle, so he always need his glock
He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smokin'
Young wasted minds, fiendin' on dimes, cokin'
Forgot kids quick to break rules, and known to make fools
Out of many, down the streets be more safe than school
There's no diploma, that can break him from the coma
A bloody war in the country, the youth hungry
On the corner, hyenas amongst me
Yabbin' 'bout the stories, they be hearin', always swearin'
Can't even spell the shit that he be wearin'
Caught up in the silk web of material
Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue
The young is lost at their own cost, dreamin'
Screamin' how we never hold positions, that's the meanin'
Brothers of murder victims share the same grief
The elderly shake their head in disbelief
And no relief came till I aimed
And blast one shot and left my name
The GZA...

[Chorus:]

My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks
On torn down blocks, drug spots set out their shops
And cops watch, innocent niggaz roam in flocks
Romanism in tops, papers and knots
Churches and liquor stores on every corner, plot to get money not
Some funny niggaz act like they could pop glocks and those who can't cop
Sisters givin' up ass a lot, brothers givin' up cash a lot
They be strugglin' to become someone because their parents not
Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle
When the devil uncivils society and die free
With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks
And wrists the God is now a dog, the earth is called a bitch
And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness
To push a Lexus, ice on everythin' from rings and bracelets to the necklaces
Children molested within these pest infested buildings
Thieves uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings
Peelin' off, but all I see is lost black babies callin'
"Please somebody save me, please somebody save me"





[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
Just another...just another...victim of the ghetto

Overall Meaning

The song "Victim" by Joan Davis focuses on the challenges and struggles of living in the ghetto. The chorus repeats the phrase "just another victim of the ghetto" emphasizing that the struggles are commonplace for those living in such conditions. The lyrics mention the hopelessness and violence that often occur in these areas, including drug use, crime, and young people who feel stuck and unable to pursue their dreams. The verse from GZA, a member of Wu-Tang Clan, highlights the cycle of poverty and lack of opportunities that trap people in the ghetto. He also mentions the pressure to conform to materialistic values and the loss of identity that comes with it.


One interesting fact about "Victim" is that it was included on the soundtrack for the 1994 film Fresh, which tells the story of a 12-year-old drug courier navigating life in the ghetto. The song has also been covered by other artists, including rapper Prodigy from Mobb Deep. The lyrics were written by Joan Davis and GZA, with music produced by DJ Muggs from Cypress Hill. The song is notable for its combination of hip-hop and jazz elements, including a sample of a trumpet riff from the jazz standard "Goodbye Pork Pie Hat" by Charles Mingus.


Another interesting fact is that Joan Davis was a relatively unknown artist when "Victim" was released. However, the song's inclusion in the Fresh soundtrack helped increase its exposure, and it has since become a cult classic. Despite her limited discography, Davis was known for her powerful, soulful voice and her socially conscious lyrics. She passed away in 2009, but her music continues to resonate with fans of conscious hip-hop.


Chords (if known): Unfortunately, the chords for "Victim" are not readily available. The song is primarily driven by drum beats and samples, with little emphasis on chords or traditional instrumentation.


Line by Line Meaning

Just another victim of the...victim of the ghetto
The song is talking about the plight of people who come from impoverished neighborhoods and how difficult it is to escape the cycle of violence and poverty.


Just another victim, that's how it goes, ooh
No matter how hard they try, they end up being a victim of the system.


Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day
The living conditions in his community are poor and the lack of space only adds to the frustration.


Adolescence workin' for small pay
Young people are forced to work for low wages, which keeps them trapped in their current socioeconomic status.


World so little, he could never leave his block
The victim is unable to see beyond the confines of his neighborhood and the poverty it represents.


His home full of riddle, so he always need his glock
The violence he experiences in his home and neighborhood makes him feel like he needs a gun to protect himself.


He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smokin'
He remains vigilant and alert, ready to defend himself at all times.


Young wasted minds, fiendin' on dimes, cokin'
Young people in his community are resorting to drug use to cope with their living conditions.


Forgot kids quick to break rules, and known to make fools
Youth in his community resort to breaking rules and engaging in risky behavior as a way of coping with their living conditions.


Out of many, down the streets be more safe than school
The streets can offer more protection than schools, where youth feel unsafe and vulnerable to violence.


There's no diploma, that can break him from the coma
Education is not enough to break the pattern of poverty and violence that grips his community.


A bloody war in the country, the youth hungry
The violence he has experienced is part of a larger pattern of violence in the country, which exacerbates poverty and hunger.


On the corner, hyenas amongst me
He feels like an animal in a jungle, surrounded by predators who are all vying for survival.


Yabbin' 'bout the stories, they be hearin', always swearin'
People in his community are always talking about their experiences with violence, but they continue to repeat the same patterns despite their vows to do better.


Can't even spell the shit that he be wearin'
People in his community are caught up in materialism and status symbols, but they lack basic literacy skills.


Caught up in the silk web of material
The allure of material goods has trapped the victim and others in his community in a cycle of poverty and violence.


Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue
The focus on materialism has a negative impact on the way people think and feel about themselves and their community.


The young is lost at their own cost, dreamin'
Young people in his community are lost and dreaming of a way out of the cycle of poverty and violence.


Screamin' how we never hold positions, that's the meanin'
They are frustrated by the lack of political power and representation they have in society.


Brothers of murder victims share the same grief
People in his community are united by their experiences of loss and grief as a result of the violence they have witnessed.


The elderly shake their head in disbelief
The older generation is horrified by the way things have deteriorated in the community and feel powerless to change it.


And no relief came till I aimed
The victim feels like he had to resort to violence to get any kind of relief from his situation.


And blast one shot and left my name
He feels like he had to resort to violence to make his mark in the world and be remembered.


My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks
The community is severely impoverished and even former members of the military are struggling with drug addiction and financial insecurity.


On torn down blocks, drug spots set out their shops
There are drug dealers on every corner, and it feels like the drug trade is the only way anyone can make a living.


And cops watch, innocent niggaz roam in flocks
The police are more concerned with keeping order than protecting the innocent, which has led to a sense of hopelessness and despair in the community.


Romanism in tops, papers and knots
There is a sense of powerlessness and desperation in the community, and many people feel like they have no choice but to resort to illegal activities to survive.


Churches and liquor stores on every corner, plot to get money not
There are no community resources or opportunities for growth, only a focus on profit and wealth for owners of businesses.


Some funny niggaz act like they could pop glocks and those who can't cop
There is a culture of toxic masculinity and violent bravado that has developed, which creates an environment of fear and insecurity.


Sisters givin' up ass a lot, brothers givin' up cash a lot
Women in this community are often expected to trade sexual favors for money or protection, while men are expected to provide for those women financially.


They be strugglin' to become someone because their parents not
People in this community are struggling to break the cycle of poverty and violence they inherited from their parents and families.


Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle
The victim and others like him are trapped in a cycle of poverty and trauma that has taken a toll on their mental health and well-being.


When the devil uncivils society and die free
The victim sees his community as a place where people are trapped by their circumstances, which prevent them from ever living freely or finding true happiness.


With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks
People in this community are obsessed with status symbols and wearing expensive jewelry, even if they can't afford it.


And wrists the God is now a dog, the earth is called a bitch
The victim feels like society has lost respect for humanity and is treating people like animals or objects to be exploited.


And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness
People in this community are desperate to escape poverty and find a way to get rich, even if it means resorting to illegal activities or risky behavior.


To push a Lexus, ice on everythin' from rings and bracelets to the necklaces
The focus on material wealth is so great that people will stop at nothing to obtain the status symbols they believe will bring them respect and success.


Children molested within these pest infested buildings
Children in this community are often the victims of sexual abuse and exploitation, which is made worse by the fact that they are living in rundown, unsanitary buildings.


Thieves uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings
The schools in this community are poorly equipped to educate students and prepare them for success, which only reinforces the cycle of poverty and violence.


Peelin' off, but all I see is lost black babies callin'
The victim feels like he has to tune out the cries of the community in order to survive, but he can't help but feel empathy for the young children who are caught up in this cycle of poverty and violence.


"Please somebody save me, please somebody save me"
The children in his community are begging for help, but no one seems to be listening or taking action to address the root causes of poverty and violence.




Lyrics © DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CARLTON MCLEOD, MICHAEL JOHNSON, RAYMOND MCLEOD

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