Yo, I can't
So you ever walk the streets of the ghetto
See children's victims to the struggle
Trying to make fun out the slums
Playing in mud puddles
Police, they pick on the bums
The thugs, they sling drugs
Ghetto kids drop out of school
Cause they show us no love
The school system don't teach nothing about my lifestyle
History, no love for me
And we put it down
No knowledge of self contributes to the way it is
Stressed out mamas, cracked out
Single, poor with three kids
Keep it like that, keep it like that
Life is real
Do not make favela in Bogota
Keep it like that, keep it like that
Life is real
Ghetto, you a devil