Ghetto by The Dumpers Lyrics
Seen as rejected white middle class whore
Beaten into place with a stick like it was a motherfuckin chore
Can I see an end to this I wish but no
Most people wanna leave but they just don't have the dough
Not me I'll stay if I have things my way
As long as there's respect then loyalty will pay
So you still wanna come and see what's up in the ghetto?
Take a walk down the alleyways
With the spray painted walls and the smashed bottles in the drains
Broken cars in front of run down homes
Broken windows fucked up lives you know that I call this home
And you know that I'll never leave
Till the day that I die cos I got no money
All the neighbours are all smoking crack
And they try to sell you smack but you're broke til next week
Seems like the couch is the place to be
With the cheapest of beer and a dumper in your mouth
But TV's blown dumper holes in the couch
Beer's all gone no tobacco in the pouch
So I turn around and break that stick
And I shove it up your arse cos you're a stupid fuckin prick
You took a walk and I told you'd see that
It seems like the couch is the place to be
Take a walk down the alleyways
With the spray painted walls and the smashed bottles in the drains
Broken cars in front of run down homes
Broken windows fucked up lives you know that I call this home
And you know that I'll never leave
Till the day that I die cos I got no money
All the neighbours are all smoking crack
And they try to sell you smack but you're broke til next week
Beaten into place with a stick like it was a motherfuckin chore
Can I see an end to this I wish but no
Most people wanna leave but they just don't have the dough
Not me I'll stay if I have things my way
As long as there's respect then loyalty will pay
So you still wanna come and see what's up in the ghetto?
Take a walk down the alleyways
With the spray painted walls and the smashed bottles in the drains
Broken cars in front of run down homes
Broken windows fucked up lives you know that I call this home
And you know that I'll never leave
Till the day that I die cos I got no money
All the neighbours are all smoking crack
And they try to sell you smack but you're broke til next week
Seems like the couch is the place to be
With the cheapest of beer and a dumper in your mouth
But TV's blown dumper holes in the couch
Beer's all gone no tobacco in the pouch
So I turn around and break that stick
And I shove it up your arse cos you're a stupid fuckin prick
You took a walk and I told you'd see that
It seems like the couch is the place to be
Take a walk down the alleyways
With the spray painted walls and the smashed bottles in the drains
Broken cars in front of run down homes
Broken windows fucked up lives you know that I call this home
And you know that I'll never leave
Till the day that I die cos I got no money
All the neighbours are all smoking crack
And they try to sell you smack but you're broke til next week