Capeech Cappuccino - Children of the Ghetto [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse1:
Money was my option crack was my only way /saw chance so I took it look at where we live and stay/lost friends to the street lost friends outside/by the way Kipling ave that’s where we reside/there I was on the block looking for a way out/but the fiscal year like the Dow Jones had doubt/that I see another year make it past 25/young black male not many gonna stay alive/ castrate to the beef lost to the sharks pool/never saw the NBA never made it outta school/but I saw a fortune on the corner where my boys at/ everybody hustle everybody got straps/most not around now left a long time ago/and it hurts thinking bout the good times that you know/pain & truth for the street every story runs deep/ always comes back to what you sew what you reap

Hook: Children of the ghetto….running round and free
In a concrete jungle….filled with misery
Children of the ghetto keep your head……to the SKY!
Verse 2:
Tears for my peers and everybody that you miss/life’s still like a kiss sweet cuz we exist/ never loss faith and never loss any hope/never saw my neck out there by any rope/so I stay to myself calm cuz I like to chill/won’t play lotto…. damn maybe coulda won a mill/maybe coulda got away found myself a better way/on the corner selling crack seem so yesterday/brawl 4 every chop that you saw come thru/and your boy got pop naw that ain't nuthin new/that’s the end result when you stay where we stay/murda Kap up top Mount Olive down the way/and it enough that you say that you gotta eat/yeah we all gotta eat left the swine for the street/that’s a pattern like bad cred that I’ll never keep/always comes back to what you sew what you reap

Hook: Children of the ghetto….running round and free
In a concrete jungle….filled with misery
Children of the ghetto keep your head……to the SKY!