Ghetto baby

Get out of the ghetto, baby

try to make amends

repair your broken image

and you’re running once again

Mixed emotions cloud your head

sirens fill your ears

shadows surround the outer walls

and block your inner fears

Too young to understand

the theory of evolution

one must choose twixt

fight or flight

to win the revolution

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