I was born and raised in the ghetto.
I was born and raised in the ghetto.
I'm a woman of the ghetto.
Listen to me, legislator.
Cha -cha -cha -cha -cha -cha -cha.
Cha -cha -cha -cha -cha -cha -cha.
How do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
How do you raise your kids in the ghetto?
Feed one child and starve another
Tell me, tell me, legislator
Break from the souls of the
Tell me, tell me, legislator
Cha -ka -ka -cha -ka -cha -ka -cha
Cha -ka -ka -cha -ka -cha -ka -cha
I am the woman of the ghetto
Strong, true, my eyes ain't blue
I am the woman of the ghetto
Now how do you get rid of
How do you get rid of rats
Do you make one black and
Is that your answer, legislator?
Now how do you legislate,
How do you legislate, brother,
and try to chain up the other
Tell me, tell me, legislator
How does your heart feel late at night?
How does your heart beat late at night?
Does it beat with fright?
Won't you tell me, tell me, legislator?
I am the woman of the ghetto.
Strong or true, my eyes ain't blue,
My children learn just the same as yours
Long as nobody tries to close the doors
They close their eyes when
We must all have identity
That's the only way we can be free
Now peace, you say, is all that you ask
But self -respect is our severed task
Now you may have seen one ghetto,
but have you lived there at all?
down there Jonestown, down there
Town, that's where I was born
Sing your voices, sing your voices,
See the children cry, see the children die
Sing your voices, sing your voices,
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang...