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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chyna Gordon
Chyna Gordon
Background Vocals
Jette
Jette
Background Vocals
Maseo
Maseo
DJ
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Vocals
Trugoy the Dove
Trugoy the Dove
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Songwriter
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Songwriter
Vincent Mason
Vincent Mason
Songwriter
Paul Huston
Paul Huston
Songwriter
Kevin Toney
Kevin Toney
Songwriter
Joseph Sylvester Hall III
Joseph Sylvester Hall III
Songwriter
Stephen Johnson
Stephen Johnson
Songwriter
Keith Wesley Killgo
Keith Wesley Killgo
Songwriter
Orville Jackson Saunders II
Orville Jackson Saunders II
Songwriter
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
De La Soul
De La Soul
Producer
Prince Paul
Prince Paul
Producer
Scotty Hard
Scotty Hard
Mixing Engineer
Michael Fossenkemper
Michael Fossenkemper
Mastering Engineer
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Mary had a little lamb
That's a fib, she had two twins though, and one crib
Now she's only fourteen, what a start
But this effect is ground common in these parts
Now life in this world can be such a bitch
And dreams are often torn and shattered and hard to stitch
Negative, the attitude that runs the show
When the stage is the G-H-E-T-T-O
[Verse 2]
Which is the one to blame when bullets blow?
Either Peter, Jane, or John or Joe
But Joe can't shoot a gun, he's always drunk
And Peter's pimping Jane, and John's a punk
Infested are the halls, also the brain
Daddy's broken down from ghetto pains
Mommy's flying high, the truth is shown
The kids are all alone
'Cause it's just a ghetto thang
[Chorus]
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
[Verse 3]
Who ranks the baddest brother, the ones who rule?
This title was sought by the coolest fool
Define coolest fool? Easy, the one who needs
Attention in the largest span and loves to lead
Always found at the jams but never dance
Just provoke violence due to one glance
The future plays no matter, just the present flow
When the greeting place is the G-H-E-T-T-O
[Verse 4]
Lies are pointed strong into your skull
Deep within your brain against the walls
To hide or just erase a glowing note
Of how to use the ghetto as a scapegoat
Truth from Trugoy's mouth is here to scar
Those who blame the G for all bizarre
So open up your vents and record well
'Cause this is where we stand, for the true tale
[Verse 5]
Ghetto gained a ghetto name from ghetto ways
Now there could be some ghetto gangs and ghetto play
If ghetto thing can have its way in ghetto range
Then there must be some ghetto love and ghetto change
Though confident, they keep it kept, we know for fact
They lie like ghettos form, 'cause people lack
To see that they must all get out the ghetto hold
The truth they never told
'Cause it's just a ghetto thang
[Chorus]
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
[Verse 6]
Do people really wish when they blow
Out the cake candles, and if so
Is it for the sunken truth which could arise
From out the characters in which the ghetto hides?
Roses in the ring supply no shown relief
Granted, it's planted by no shown belief
Kill and feed off your own brother man
Has quickly been adopted as the master plan
Posses of our people has yet to provoke
Freedom or death, to them, it's just a joke
What causes this defect? I don't know
Maybe it's the G-H-E-T-T-O
[Chorus]
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
[Verse 7]
Standing in the rain is nothing felt
When problems hold more value, but never dealt with
Buildings crumbling to the ground
Impact noise is solid sound
But who's the one to say this life is wrong
When ghetto life is chosen strong?
We seem to be misled about our dreams
'Cause dreams ain't what it seem
When it's just a ghetto thang
[Chorus]
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word, word, word, word, word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
It's just a ghetto thang (Word)
[Outro]
It's just a ghetto thang (Word, word, word, word)
Written by: David Jude Jolicoeur, Joseph Sylvester Hall III, Keith Wesley Killgo, Kelvin Mercer, Kevin Toney, Orville Jackson Saunders II, Paul Huston, Stephen Johnson, Vincent Mason
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