I was born and raised in the ghetto,
I was born and raised in the ghetto.
I'm the woman of the ghetto
How do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
Feed one child and starve another
Tell me, tell me, legislator
Bake from the soles of the dead in the ghetto
Is that your answer, legislator?
I am the woman of the ghetto
Strong, true, my eyes ain't blue
I am the woman of the ghetto
How do we get rid of rats in the ghetto?
Is that your answer, legislator?
My children learn just the same as yours,
long as nobody tries to close the door.
They cry with pain when the night is deep,
they close their eyes when they want to sleep.
I am the woman, I am the woman,