If the village is it's wall for each bridge, like a water with a river shall thief
You ever took a downtown stroll?
Have you ever took a walk in the streets?
Where the youths them a deal with each other so cold?
You ever wonder how the world people live?
Feel the weak need for $1,000 a summer hold?
And some of them nab a wooden seat to sleep
And the countless woe reap who don't even have a goal
What are you doing for the poor and the weak?
Me sing, me love, sing a winner the ghetto and still up
Yes, the love is higher, eleven speaking up
Ghetto youths progressive, them only need a little nudge
Chocolate Chaps