AKON
GHETTO
Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin
[verse one]
These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand)
When your on it you'll keep goin down (goin down)
And there's no one to hold on too
And there's no one to pull you out
You keep on fallin (falling)
And no one can here you callin
So you end up self destructing
On the corner with the tuli on the waist tight ...