Ghettos Of The Mind Lyrics - Pete Rock

Ghetto of the Mind... 

I catch a body at a party, sort of herbal with the verbal 

Look above and see the vultures fly around in a circle 

Baggin' while you're lollygaggin', raggin', tow-taggin' 

Assassin with the millimeter roars of a dragon 

Here stood the black hood, thirsty for the end 

And for the love of money, kind of funny, new friends 

Public housing, a thousand in a tent 

So I'm forced to sell hell just to pay the rent 

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Killin' my own people, I put 'em out of order 

Just like the liquor store scene on every corner 

I'm tryin' but the kids keep cryin', and the bullets keep flyin' 

Look, a boy, he's on the curb just dyin' 

Finally the cops come dumb to the slum 

Pull out a gun and arrest the wrong one 

Wax all the Puerto Ricans and blacks 

So they can never relax 

I dwell, might as well learn the facts 

Pete Rock and C.L. can radio a shack up 

Sparkin' off and have 'em all callin' for backup 

"Watch another crime and you're gonna do time" 

All this you'll find in the ghettos of the mind 

Ain't that somethin'?... 

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Listen to cats and rough rats war under the window 

When the ghetto forts flarey, never was a Tom and Jerry 

Livin' ain't cheap, my survival is deep 

In this part of town where the city never sleep 

A Barney Miller roller, you can bet the car's stolen 

Or static with your BM, only when you see them 

Speakin' on your baby's mom, a best for the drama 

Always tryin' to make a movie, little stark-ravin' looney 

Stressin' it, but you know the ghetto keep ya busy 

A place that when I die it would never even miss me 

Crack phials in the aisles as one pimp smiles 

Dope piles workin' hookers by the miles 

But still my pop's got three jobs to stable 

A family household and food on the table 

So as we pray for all our souls to keep 

Somebody's on the project roof, ready to leap 

I want to stop the pain or the bad situation 

But backwards wisdom I can't afford to give 'em 

Self savior is much braver with the conscious behavior 

Designed in the ghettos of the mind 

Ain't that somethin'? C'mon... 

It's like that y'all... 

I could never look forward to an early retirement 

But still I maintain in a hostile environment 

Hustlin' the concrete jungle for loot 

My parents hated blood money so they gave me the boot 

Take a risk 'cause the peer pressure has the edge 

It was a blessin' when I saw my life dangle on the ledge 

The streets coulda swallowed me whole 

But the pain was all gone when I got to see my healthy son born 

And now I bring him home to the ghetto, 

Only to make a stronger fellow 

Maybe do some good for the neighborhood 

It's hard playing hero livin' less than a zero 

Raging Bull like DeNiro, the modern day pharoah 

A concentration camp with the Section 8 

Welfare checks given at a monthly rate 

Apply for the get high, or just plain lazy 

Many steady collect right around the fifth baby 

The hawk is out but the niggaz never pack it 

A hundred dollar sneakers with the skimpy-ass jacket 

When people are deaf, dumb, and blind they get left behind 

Imagine in the ghettos of the mind